#myconscienceandme
Just me and him...
Having a conversation in the quiet of night.
Just me and him...
Baring honesty with no restrictions, no fright.
I tell him,
"Why must it always rain on me?"
I confide in him,
"Why do I feel what others don't see?"
Momentary silence...
And then he says,
***"It doesn't always rain...
Sometimes you are sheltered.
You feel too much.
Over things that shouldn't have mattered."***
Pause...
I am a child, fighting my case.
*"If I don't, who then will choose to care?
Who then will toil for days to come?
I'm exhausted now...
And it's not fair."*
He chides me in an instant.
***"It was your choice to take on this role.
It was a decision made freely.
If you're looking a direction in which to point,
point to a mirror and you'll see the reason why it's taking a toll."***
I gasp in faux disbelief
for I know it is true.
I've known all along
that it's me, not you.
I hesitate...
And then I reply...
"Oh shut up!"
Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 12:43 PM UTC