indecision

A slow breach of trust, breach of faith...
egalitarian condescension
wafting,
drifting above the clouds.

imperfection in seemingly deceitful lies

SHATTERED

Nothing's how it used to be.

I...
   I was wrong

Voices.
I used to think they were all after me,
immortal bloodhounds
lusting after flesh
blood
souls

Maybe, just maybe, they still are.
I hope they are,
just because...

Because it's so familiar.

I can't cling to good, let go
of everything I'm used to, my whole
mindset, my way of life

How can you expect me to?
   Are you out to get me?
   Is everyone still hunting me down?

   Please say they are.

I should let go, for you, for me, for
all of us
but don't ask me to.
Suspicion flares up too easily
when you do.

   
Don't let go of me...