sat by the ocean

f r ä k - r u

I feel the pull again
and I am in pain.
it is a great pain,
and though I do delight in the drama,
I do not delight in its persistence.
it knows I cannot follow.
it must.
and yet,
it still remains.
why?
it is stubborn and old and not unlike myself.
it is stronger than I can explain in these human tongues,
may I show you what it sounds like?
I am very scared of being crazy,
especially of being looked at as crazy,
but my words to you are true.
I love too much,
yes,
but too much loves me.
the circle is forever,
but this pull can't possibly be.
I won't let it.
do not test me,
fate,
as I tempt you.
I will follow if you tell me to
through someone else's mouth.
but for now,
I will remain
scared and alone
with an unclaimed heart beating in my chest.