it is not my responsibilty
not my place
to heal your pain
i cannot endure
carrying your damage
please stop expecting me
to be your hero
let me heal
my own wounds
then i might be
i have been carrying the weight of dusty for so long. i just want to put him down & walk away. but he clings to me. so tightly! he wraps himself around me & refuses to let go.
he is refusing to let go of the idea of us.
in my mind we have been dead so long that the smell is starting to waft away as we are turned to dirt by worms. dusty & me. so dead.
but he does his best to keep the wounds fresh.
i wonder at starting new relationships.
going in new directions.
if i am karma, and i am used to handing out punishment for bad things done…what happens if i meet someone who deserves the love i can reward?
i did my tarot today as i had an opportunity present itself. my tarot said, “he who hesitates dies alone.”
or, you know, in a nutshell anyway.
me being the nutshell….
in other news!
i sent the minions with dusty for a few days and am getting some loooonnng overdue alone time.
so i’m trying to do art.
i am working on illustrating a story for a friend.
i have rough drafts for 3 out of 19 pages….