Bridge to No Where...

How is it that one day you imperfect life is the best thing since sliced bread? And moments later your imperfect life is a disaster. I am an internal wreck. All caused by one person, possibly two people. I think my conflict comes in with my approach for resolve. One end of me is totally like whatever, “you do you Imma do me” all while being disguised as we. But the other half of me can’t even conceive the state of mind it took to create this mess. Nah, I can’t and that’s what keeping me on this “live and let live” aspect. I always try to understand people. And I can’t understand this. It’s heinous. And there is no way on Earth that it’s an accident. And with that said I’ve got to move on. And in the middle of all of this other drama too! It’s like what were you thinking. No…really, what was literally on your mind.

I can’t dig it. I can’t. This isn’t even about forgiveness. It’s about just looking at what two people have going on. And my view lets me know that I’ve been clearly abused and taken for granted. I think the more peaceful thing is that it’s not even what I want to do. I feel like a spirit is telling me that I have to move on. I don’t know where this path will lead me and I’m not confident that it will go anywhere that I’m interested in, but one thing for sure is that I’m going…