What is it to me? Or what does it means to feel or give acceptance? Should I
Let this fly?
Eating me up deep inside
While I pretend but really just sitting to let the time pass by?
Allow my soul to open up through my eyes?
Say words of love even if it’s your actions I despise?
Say something, anything at all
Or anoint you with silent cries?
Should I only do what makes me feel good momentarily?
Or help this break me down; an option that scares me?
Should I accept it all?
I’m now seeing acceptance as a fall,
Now a door of opportunity.
Stilled confusion of how joy isn’t so common, but pain come so fluently.