Can someone please tell me what I am doing wrong? There is no right pattern or passage I can follow this late in the game. I could have chosen an easier path but so could anyone. I want to go home. Turn back and return but that isn’t going to happen. That can no longer happen. Anyone could be the fool but few can turn it into the artform that I have taken it to. Few can be heroes. Even fewer can be saints. And there is always someone else to blame. You can blame me. You can blame me.
Can someone take away my guilt? Embarrass me with love. Itch my scratch. Put the horse before the masses and denigrate myself. You can find a colder shoulder to cry upon and then blame me. You can still blame me.