conflicted.

i am 

lost

between 

heartaches and tears

together with

 wee bit mixture of

responsibility and my choice of destiny

my childishness has cost us too much,

i agree.

and so dear life,

i stand here alone.

arms wide.

embracing it all.

without him her it they them us

in her words,

i am a square who (too) wishes to be a circle

so shatter me

smoothen these edges

and give me the courage to journey again

[weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning]
[so remember. remember this, remember now. every emotion, thoughts, sensation that you're experiencing. and don't forget to breathe.]