You've been in my head for long enough.
There is nothing more to be learnt from you.
There is no reason to look back.
No reason to languish in misery that has become routine comfort.
If the pain of the past has become acceptable, then any possible pain of the future will be that as a pin prick upon my existence.
I have built up immunity through experience.
Now is my time. Not yours. You had your time. And it is over.
I embrace winter because it brings death.
Death of past that has been masquerading as the present.
Filtering and constructing thought and emotion to form the shadow of what once was.
I accept this shadow now.
My eyes are upon you. And I do not seek shelter in shame or guilt.
I seek transformation in the fires ignited by pain and loss.
I seek now that for which I sought in others.
I seek myself.
I run now to seek my destiny, before my place is taken
by the shadows of the past...
The Individual Is Paramount
As Within So Without