Rebellion

I pray you drown admist the self-induced doubts
about my beliefs - standards - behaviors - existance
and why I press the boundaries until one of us
snaps into the vaccuum of accusations
while complaints of
misinterpretation
misrepresentation
misquotation
mistakes
and misguidance
fly as fire darts in the void.
The gagging stifles of expressions:
lift of cocked eyebrow
movement of judgmental finger
exasperated sigh
catch of slow blink -
force me to shudder
look away
breathing forcefully and praying peace.
I abhor this clutching guilt and loathing of self and it's inadequacies.
I sojourn toward a stoic heart
pulsing emotionless
coursing calm
flying unburdened as a crest on a wave
in this mortal spindle-drawn life.