A Sacrifice
Something that I wrote a while ago.
I have undergone many changes within this time frame. Acquainted with new personalities, the emotions are very bright. If not for courage and action, never would I have been able to see the piles of crumbled wall that used to stand in front of me; a heavy weight lifted from my shoulders. Finding myself distracted, the distraught and angst go numb and let new life be introduced.
With this, I feel more comfortable; more at home. I start to wonder though, is it really right? Do I really want to live this way? My inner sense tells me what I think is wisdom, to keep a hold of the new family. I need myself to be more acquainted before I lose myself.
Constantly moving, I cannot keep up with being introduced until two names later. With limited time, small antiques are sacrificed for more priceless items to remain. Although more opportunities will be revealed, the experience will be different on every rise and set.