hoosakitty

I don’t want to be free…

I don’t want to make these choices…

I don’t want to be caught up in this wind that has overtaken me, scattering me like so many leaves…the chaos of not…belonging.

How many times did I cry out? Until my voice was an offense to my own ears…until I was ashamed of my own pleading and need…until the voices in my head whispered impossibilities that I could not refute.

Still…He did not hear…the echoes of my voice consumed ...