I’ve tried to define myself for you before. But, it’s never quite good enough, is it? Time will show that the cage is breaking and the vile crawling things that live inside will be free. You can’t peel the sins from your heart. No more than you can burn those thoughts form your head. Hide them  as you may. Ignore them when you can. But, that voice will always be there. You may not love it, but it loves you. You’ll find the need to accept it one day. Maybe there won’t be any loving embrace, but acceptance will come. I’m not lost or crazy. Maybe I’m a little farther down the road than some, but hey. It’s just me.                                              blank