you will be the death of this frigid soul!
how i long for togetherness and sincerity,
and the patience to hold out for what
this heart longs for most!
i must hold out,
i am a mere branch
on the Vine of all life!
there must be more to my temporal,
trivial,
petty suffering.
nothing will resound until i begin to shed these layers
of self hatred,
faithlessness,
and indulgence.
i have shed my fearful skin.
Dec 3, 2012
Dec 3, 2012 at 3:18 PM UTC
you will be the death of this frigid soul!
how i long for togetherness and sincerity,
and the patience to hold out for what
this heart longs for most!
i must hold out,
i am a mere branch
on the Vine of all life!
there must be more to my temporal,
trivial,
petty suffering.
nothing will resound until i begin to shed these layers
of self hatred,
faithlessness,
and indulgence.
i have shed my fearful skin.
