Personal Lamentation: Who is transforming?
I am tired of you
I grow weary of our conversations
that cycle endlessly
in their toxic accusations and in the endless necessity
of weeding out your insanity
I become fatigued at the thought
of still having to deal with you;
your need for demonstration, proclamation, and examination
You have hurt me
and yet…
and yet…
and yet…
You clutch at me, still questioning,
still doubting,
still manipulating
and yet…
and yet…
and yet…
I still see you;
I see glimpses, mere specks of light
I see you reading to me as a child
I see you endlessly rubbing my foot after knee surgery when my leg throbbed in pain
I see you inquiring about my life as it has journeyed away from yours…
I see you now, in your last days, transforming, forging your own path instead of clinging to mine…
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