What Surprises Me More Is

What surprises me more....

is when you don't expect the unexpected. While your mind captures the real, the inside screams at you not to look at it, "it's too frightening!" Another wall to erect, keep the monsters out and there you are, not living in any future to partake in. A life of safety, built on your comfortable cold prison of you.

Don't feel sad for me, I am doing just fine. I trust myself and when I feel all right with what it means. For now anyways. I will love the few left. We will be just fine.

This is a musical script I want to go ahead and sing one day, but until I get the song of life mastered I will wail on my instrument of pain. That will happen as long as I stay safe in my cold prison of who I am, a woman of everyone else's misery.