Pursuit of Sanity

It all engulfs me!

The hate, the anger, the uncertainty.. It’s possessing me entirely.

I feel it in every single cell in my body. They burn-up like small candles held by a billion angry people just waiting to torch me down and let the ashes make a scene worth talking about. Misunderstood ashes, blamed by the people who started it themselves.

There’s nothing I can do about it except convince myself that it’s all temporary. It’ll pass, and I’ll be free.

I’ll be free of constant pain. Free of commitments I never signed. Free of promises that lost their worth a long time ago.

It all suits me. I find my fuel in it, I do. A creative fuel that can keep my hands working on something to exhale a lifetime’s worth of art, just to keep the equilibrium within me intact.

Just until I can let it all go..