How I am.

I am haunted by the past.

Every day I find myself second guessing my actions, looking for that speck of unreasonableness that definitively marks me , me.

What is it that I want, I am not really sure. I know this- I am tired and would much rather enjoy being unraveled.

This is one pleasure I am afraid to give into. There is freedom in this and it tantalizes me. But I do not have the luxury of breaking into pieces because if I do, I am afraid no one will pick the pieces nay no one would know, to pick them up


Draft from the past that’s still valid


Humor me please? *winks*

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