Reconciliation

An old notebook writing sometime in 2017

I’m truly unsure of my reaction

The equal and opposite has caused so much traction

I can’t seem to find the right words to say

I’m not sure if I’ve gone the right way

The more that I think the more I am wrong

The more days go on, I’ve been thinking too long

I have anger and hate

Confusion and fear

Reasons why I know I don’t need to be here

And by here I mean to dwell in the past

Thoughts constantly fleeting first and the last

Do I care about you or the others involved?

A problem that isn’t considered or solved

Do I want them to know that I am a victim

And that your side of the story shouldn’t afflict them

Am I more concerned with their perception of me

Or the ashes left by the burned bridges of we