A question that has haunted Me forever moves to the forefront of my mind.
To find the strength to face my critics is Hell; I am struggling to keep my head high as they Eat away at my soul with their every condemnation.
Decisions unmade haunt me as I Evaluate my path; I want to continue, but Mountains of ignorance and hate stand in my way. Objective advice for crossing them is impossible to find. Now I must face this task alone.
I'm not sure I can do this.
Coming to terms with the reality called the Audience makes me aware of my sin. Numbly, I sit at my computer Not knowing what to do. One thing of which I'm certain is There comes a time when I must stand my ground.
Determined, I opt to silence my critics and Erase their perceptions of taboo in the written word. Forever I will toil to present shocking but all-too-real possibilities Even if they try to blacklist me. It is then And only then will I be able to say that I Tried, and hopefully it will make a difference.
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