The Bull

I wont pretend to be innocent

I enabled the whole thing

I am just as complicit.

I called it an "accident"

at what point did it go from passionate,

to deliberate?

I choose to transmute this new mine field

I won't become someone who needs to hide behind shields.

I am looking beyond what's in front of me

I find that now I need no one and nothing

I know I feel things in my core

I wanna feel the good feelings even more

so that life isn't such a bore

for someone who doesn't feel enough

for someone who feels too much

a mantra to live by;

"discern what requires the concern"

I am on my own time

everything to gain

no longer waiting for a sign

but a part of me wonders, will I always find a pleasure in pain?

will I revert back to the demons I've slain?

-g.m.t.