Anchored in a Hostile World

This struggle that rules me so, I give myself to it freely.

It is what I desire, it is what I truly want.

Yet.......I find,

I seem to lack the strength for it.

Too late I have found my voice, too late I have realized what always stood before me.

What cruelty this life offers, what burdens thrust apon me, to simply live as I want.

What heartaches lie for me down this road I travel?

All these doubts, swirling within me.

What must I do to cut this chain? It’s weight, that threatens to pull me under, is a daily burden, anchored as I am in today’s society.

Those that would destroy me are pushing ever harder for my destruction.

Simply for being different.