Resentment.
It asks for my soul.
It craves who I am and is certain of the impact I have.
Why would I choose you?
Because you are easy and convenient?
You don’t know me that well after all.
Her. Elusive and unkind. I get frustrated and scared… Of the time it takes. And the hope it wastes. Why can’t I be free? Of this desire...
You foolish temptress. You consider me a base fool… Capable of nothing more than simple mediocrity. You spend countless hours trying to...
Sustain. I push and I strive till I have nothing left in me. But this spark that enables me. Empowers me. Renews my internal charge…...
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