Pensée Of Anemones

... confusion

Dear heart,

Admit to yourself that you can never know the people's heart enough to protect yourself from their harm

You can never guess enough from their voice, their smiles, their expressions what is their real feelings.

You can never admit to yourself your own feelings when you're asked to choose between worse and even worse

You can only trust yourself to turn into a cocoon once everyone else has choosen themselves and their desires instead of you or... At the price of you

You will always find the outer world safer to forget the darker things happening inside of you and around you.

And you will be confused at how help and confort can come from the most unexpected

And you might know how reassuring feeling neutral might be or how frightening hiding your emotions might be

And that relying on your Lord no matter how it makes you feel is the only way out, the only way to be free.