A single flash, the sign of being forgotten. The love I fixate upon is not forthcoming and the blame I dispense is neither warranted nor expendable. Has anything triggered this? Or am I just searching for a distraction? I look at the situation's symptoms for signs of life, and wish I could respond in a satisfactory manner. But the control I crave I deny with everything in me. I am sure this is what is sending the signal I detest.
Half sacrificing, half controlling. Manipulation. The sacrifice is discarded and the displays misconstrued and I am left alone: another cold day.
What do I let go of? What do I hold onto? How can my compromise lead to the relief required? And what of the pain inflicted? The world around me has turned gray, and my point of reference has fallen away. I have nothing.
I wish I had someone to blame.
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