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the power in a name.....
5/16/2005 12:43 pm Last Read: |
There are days when fear and anxiety overcome me. The fear that I will allow another to redefine me, own the essence of my self. It is also a fear of having to let go. The need to shuck all that I have known before and be reborn in his form, molded to his pleasure. I fear letting someone know me that well, understand my wants and needs better than I can. Then there is the anxiety. Anxiety that this day of renewal may not happen, is not destined, is merely a dream. My heart beats faster, my eyes well up to think that I may not realize this purpose, this driving need. Yearning, agonizing pain fills my heart, joined by longing, leaving me gasping. My dreams, threatening to shatter around me, growing more and more gossamer. The fear that chokes has filled my throat, forcing back any words I could utter. The despair of inaction bitter to swallow. My body has been frozen by my fear, leaving my mind gibbering in panic. I wish! Oh, how I wish! To be able to reach out and say what I want is my heart held wish. My hopes for the prince of my dreams to come and strangle my fears with his strength are fading. Am I doomed to isolation? This is the meaning of my name. These are the emotions that drove me to this place, seeking succor and compassion. Now, you may understand why I am Wistful. |
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