Betrayal
Is the idea of helping or bending over which ever way even to be considered when you already know the outcome. The necessity or want to know the outcome is irrelevant. Because how we look at things and the never-ending turmoil we face on the daily while observing other happenings is what truly draws us away from where we want to be. I call this the betrayal of self. Even though all my intentions are clear and have value, does not mean entirely, the things I would really enjoy seeing the outcome of, will happen as intended. Because I and several other people I know what the term ( squirrel ) means. It doesn't mean that I'll get away with a few nuts, or stuff my cheeks to overflowing capacity. It means that at any given moment I could find myself interested in something else. or someone else. These commonplace attributes in my life have led me on an amazing ride, one some would be proud of while yet again others would simply agree it wasn't good enough. Or quite simply you just don't have what it takes to be someone I could love. Talk about drowning in your own vomit. Sooner rather than later I'll realize that the vomit I was so used to returning to, just didn't have that comfort I had been looking for. Betrayal
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