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I refuse
To be subject to the forces of habit
To be pulled back in like the tide
To give up like some weak-willed wuss
Or to be bullied into saying what I should say
Because regardless of what vocabulary I have
What I choose to say is what is going on in my head
And when I say it
It means
Who I am.
And sometimes you need that period
At the end of a sentence
For finality
Because sometimes leaving it too open ended
Leaves too much room for misinterpretation
This is something that needs to be understood clearly:
.
I've felt every way possible about this
There's not an option I haven't tested
Not a rocket I haven't seen come crashing down
But still nothing to show for it
Not much has changed and I wish it would
Ten months ago I was wishing myself out of a rut
Now I'm in it
A new one
And I want out again
So I can discover a new rut
To get caught in
Lost in
Forgotten
And re-found
Not just a rebound
Feeling like I should reread this
To see how it sounds
Feeling awkward 'cause somethings rhyme
And others just plain don't
As if looking over what I've already touched on
Was gonna help me discover what my next subject is
Sometimes you gotta ignore where you've been
And accept you're going someplace entirely different
So I dare myself to shut it out
And just say whatever non-related bull that comes forth
And I dare myself to cope with a mix
Of the old
And the new
Because it is the cowards who try to define
Spaces of time
And box people into them too
And box emotions
And memories
Commitments
Am I capable of letting this happen?
I'm ashamed of my reoccurring patterns
Like I said
I've tried everything
The worst part is the dependency
Which I'm showing right now
This horrible display of dysfunctionality
Apparently that's not a word
It should be.
That is me.