I feel as if lately I've been changing, I hardly recognize myself anymore. The choices I've been making, the roads I venture down, my actions, none of it is familiar to me, one thing is certain though, I'm not comfortable nor happy with the outcome of things. I wish it weren't so hard but then again, is it really? Ugh snap out of it, just shake it off, I know what needs to be done, its time, no more conforming to something, someone I'm not.
Darkness sees no fault. No human imperfection as far as genetics are concerned. Shadows cannot lie, for their very being is an absolute image. Reflected only in the presence of light, yet there is no prejudice. The still of night carries with her a sense of peace, every whisper amplified yet each word lost in translations. Oh how long shall the shadows I've so long embraced play garment,cloak to my eternal night?
