The only thing I can truly say about being me, is that I hate it, loath it with a burning passion at times like this, when I'm not surprised in the least at something happening, something I knew was coming, even if only instictively, because once more I was right in my guess, and it sucks because it was a sad and sorry thing. Because I can see the blow coming a mile away, (or in this case a tick over 1000 miles) and yet I cannot stop it, nor say anything to soften it, and as always, it strikes right through the heart, leaving a mortal wound that doesn't bleed a single drop of blood.
Who dares to shun and shame another so totaly as to abandon them as if a useless item?
What would cause you sink the cold dagger of casual indifference so deep into anothers hope and joy?
Where do you get off turning your back upon, and your nose up, at someone who has tried so many times to gain your intrest and approval?
Why would you strike at the heart and soul of your own flesh and blood so callously?
When is it okay to behave in ways and say such things as to rend the very heart of someone who should be able to trust you, and still longs too?
How can someone be so cold and cruel without any remorse?
In what way, shape, or form is it alright to lay claim to the Christian ideal, then to ignore the spirit of the word, and mock the letter of it?
Does selfish vanity and the pride of life even try to justify such hypocrisy?
Can tattered hope for dreams denied, and twisted factsimiles turned shoddy icons redeem the actuality of choice?
To speak plainly; can a person be expected to gladly accept selfish and blind demands and threats as proof of love, when it is only to serve your broken and lost desires to have your neigh impossible, wishful dream?
Or more simply; how can you expect a young woman to see and feel the love that is buried under fearful, shortsighted and selfish demands that do not benefit her in any way?
Can you not see, hear, or understand the total depth of dispair and pain you have caused my love, your daughter?
Well Angie?
Do you have an answer?
If not for me, then for her?
None that I can see...
And I saw you coming a thousand miles away... and I am emotionally gutted for it none the less...
Maybe if emotional and psychological wounds manifested physically on others, people would be far less prone to cause such careless and heartless injury.
-Caleb
