Too much in me: I told myself.

I’m done!

That’s what, I told myself. Secretly, where no one else could hear. Or see. Only one problem, though:

There is just too much TRY, in me.

Dammit!

It appears, I have been about being about, just a bit too long.

It appears, my keeping on has been keeping on, just a bit too long.

It appears, my Say, wants to have it’s say.

It appears, my Live, just wants to live.

It appears, my Love, just wants to Love.

Fresh hell!

I told myself, nobody gives two damns, anyway.

Myself, told me, I give two damns. Three, even.

I told myself, here you sit, here you wait, for dreams still yet unfulfilled. You have waited, appears to have wasted, years, decades, to see the unseen, to live out the unlived. Why wait, why waste another moment?

Myself, told me, having waited, a decade, two, yet three. What’s another moment, to give to them, to give to me?

There is just too much TRY, in me.

I told myself, here you are, arms outstretched, empty, unheeded, unneeded they have all these years have been. Why keep reaching, trying, fighting for a world who cares not for you or what you have done or shall ever do?

Myself, told me, be patient, keep trying, this life is not all about you, it’s about them, too, keep being about it, one day you may be needed, heeded, fought for, too.

Keep going. Keep trying. You ARE needed. There is too much TRY for you not to.

Fresh hell.

Dammit.

I will.

That’s what I just told myself.

Ah, there is just too much TRY, in me.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Don’t allow yourself to talk you out of being about it. Life is simply too short. Best be being about it…

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