Rolling with the flow of the tide ’cause I have to. In these conditions, you go with the current or you get out, and I don’t want out. The tide is strong (but so am I).
Dreams of knives at my throat – I’m being held hostage, but I fight my way free – much to the surprise of those watching. One is amazed and proud; the other, amazed and guilty (feels he should have done more, or that I shouldn’t have been put in that position, much less had to get myself out).
And so, I have to fight these feelings on my own. I can’t get anyone else to save me (stop it/change things). The status quo will change when it’s ready – until then, I’m on my own.
And like in the dream, I have to push aside the feelings that bother me the most (which has me at knife point) – and wait till the others realise and sit in amazement and wonder or deal with their own guilt.
[in other words – I have an itch I have to scratch myself.]
i am curious as to whether or not you mind being on your own. does it bother you or are you up for the task?
i don’t mind so much, but i do mind.. an odd paradox, but that’s me to a T. i’m not specifically on my ‘own’, it’s just that such problems have to be dealt with on my own.
i can honestly say that i know exactly how you feel. fortunately i have grown past that, and of course lif has never been better. things are easier when you can do them yourself anyway.