The Rational Obstacle.

[rewiiired]

Its a free world.
You're no object, no possession,
I don't own you,

so just walk away if you want to,
let me watch your back shrink and dive
beneath the horizon if you will it.

I don't owe you and you're not in debt to me,
so don't fucking crumble in the light of
my overwhelming insecurity.

Ignore the whirlwind behind eyes,
just the tantrum of a relentless child inside.
No blame is being assigned here, so
just put your projecting finger away.

I don't confuse my desires with my values,
my emotions with my intellect.
I know intransience is the nature of everything,
I know never to expect anything, anything.

It tends to minimize
disappointments, frustrations
and lightens me just enough to swing
on my remaining thread of sanity.

Every moment's a choice and every choice
comes at the cost of an inconceivable
amount of alternative options and
once the reality wave has kissed and crashed on
the shores of our impersonal land of actuality
there's just no going back,

so take a deep breath,
roll the dye and don't be surprised when
nothing goes as planned,

for nothing ever
goes as planned.

Maybe life's a dream every
one of us is dreaming.
If so, everyone's in control,
so no one's in control.

Every moment is a little further from
one death, a little closer to the next,
so in the spaces in-between, fill that
nihilistic hole with the
best you can muster.

And if I'm getting in your way,
then just go and walk away from me.
From someone who honestly, truly cares for you,
what else could you expect for me to say?