Agitating Light

I am fighting with myself...
Why do all these little problems torture me so? When I should not worry nor intervene? Why does curiosity have to kill the cat? Does satisfaction ever bring it back?
I take this form not to defend myself, or attack others, i take on this form, to defend others and attack myself.
It is not my surroundings, nor an imaginary antagonist I can place blame on.
Give me no false words, nor acts of comfort to make me think other wise. I made myself this way. I am the soul cause of my misery nowadays...

Vc is popping up in my gallery WAY to often then she needs to....*sigh* I am learning from an unwanted source...Don't worry......some good will come out of this....eventually...

© me