If I stay, I face the cacophony of fieriness; I put myself in danger of being wounded.
Leave, and I’m embarrassed that I didn’t defend myself.
It’s a lose/lose scenario.
How do I represent? Why do I care? What do I gain and what is at stake?
All thoughts are firing amidst the chaos playing out in front of me. WHAT DO I DO??
The internal struggle dominates in this external battle, this the more pressing issue.
The voice deep within gets louder. “WHAT DO I DO?!?!”
I hesitate, I’m crushed.
I match the tone, I’m angrier.
I fear, I lose.
The indecision is killing me. Thebest of us dies too.
I bloody my world.
I feel red.
It’s the anger at myself, and others who put me into the mode of having to figure it out.
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