Somewhere between attrition and confusion
Caught up between defiance and compliance
The rudimentary and the advanced
Beautiful and almost atrocious
Contrary and submissive
A beautiful lie and the painful truth.
I stand on a bridge that spans an ocean
Been here for months
Gotten completely drenched
But I will not move.
Some people burn them
But not me, I stand on them
I study them
Try to figure out why I am here.
I was handed a list of all my attrubutes
Then told I could go either direction
Or submit, and fall to my death.
Many emotions follow my reading;
Pride tells me they are wrong about me
Pain says I deserve what I have gotten
Vanity tells me some are actually good traits to have
Anger tells me I should get revenge.
I cannot see what is on either side of this bridge
But I know a fall would mean certain death
So perhaps the certainty is better?
Would flip a coin, but I don’t have one
So I choose a side and begin walking
When I realize
What I walk away from is my past
So I throw the letter down
Somewhere
Behind me.
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