Struggle by Abelard Enigma
Like everyone else
I have struggles my life
I know that some face struggles
Far worse than I could ever imagine
But, for many,
The struggles they are faced with gives them a choice
They can lament their lot in life
Or they can accept what they have and move on.
That is what makes my struggle somewhat unique
For I have other choices
I can choose to be authentic to my true self
A choice that is, at times, is enticing
A choice that constantly beacons to me
Or,
I could choose to suppress these feelings, these urges inside of me
And to follow the path that I believe God has laid out for me
I have made my choice
I choose the harder path
But, everyday, I must recommit myself
And there are days
When my choice seems almost unbearable
When I feel as if I'm being pulled asunder
And sometimes
I want to crawl into a ball
Tighter, ever smaller
So small that
Eventually
I cease to
Exist
*
I have struggles my life
I know that some face struggles
Far worse than I could ever imagine
But, for many,
The struggles they are faced with gives them a choice
They can lament their lot in life
Or they can accept what they have and move on.
That is what makes my struggle somewhat unique
For I have other choices
I can choose to be authentic to my true self
A choice that is, at times, is enticing
A choice that constantly beacons to me
Or,
I could choose to suppress these feelings, these urges inside of me
And to follow the path that I believe God has laid out for me
I have made my choice
I choose the harder path
But, everyday, I must recommit myself
And there are days
When my choice seems almost unbearable
When I feel as if I'm being pulled asunder
And sometimes
I want to crawl into a ball
Tighter, ever smaller
So small that
Eventually
I cease to
Exist
*
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