"I am sorry.
I know that you're reaching out for me
and you purely wish happiness for me
I know many don't even get that luxury

But please understand something

I want to move on
While one hand reaches for me
I see the other hand
that has swept across and hurt me as well

You may not agree with what I believe
but I've also tried my best to be gentle and kind
And yet I feel clawed on from all sides of the field
My heart was torn to shreds

I'm still trying to piece it back together

Our paths can still cross
either occasionally or day-to-day
I'll always hope the best for you
but for now just let me be.

I'll take life in my own direction"


Forgive me for what's above. I write these type of horrible journal entries/poems from time to time. I made this drawing to represent a moment days ago where I started crying. It was over the fact that people I knew for a very long wanted to get closer to me and be good companions but I still pushed away and kept to myself. I felt guilty about it. I asked myself why I did so, but I then realized that I have been hurt deeply by the very same people to a personal extent, even if it was without notice or indirect. The realization pushed me to begin crying over all those painful moments, but i think that release of emotions makes it to where I don't have to hold on to them any more and move on. Time to be a happy feline again!