October 30th, 2023

A life of comparable suffering is one I do not want, yet my entitled grief reigns from its throne.

A grief I chose not one died unto me.  And yet the waters of grief swallow me up just like any undaughtered.

I chose this.  You gave me life and chose to abort the pain inflicted by your righteous beliefs.

I chose this life and must put to death our relationship so that I may not have to birth my pain anew each day.

Mine is a privileged pain.  I swim in the grief waters by choice but nonetheless, I choose to swim.