Opportunity

Every second of every day is a chance to change your life. All it takes is a simple decision. A "yes" instead of a "no". Simple decisions.
A dog that is beaten reaches a point where it trusts no one, because every person is associated with pain.
Simply walking away serves no purpose, I can never go far enough. I'm trapped in a hell of my own making. There is no other recourse for me then to stay my course. Even though my choices have been made for me. I've lost the control I had left. What I wanted didn't exist any way. This life isn't so bad. It doesn't really matter in the end.
I never promised life on a gold platter, and nothing can last forever. The dog doesn't hate people, just no longer wants anything from them. Life is a cruel mistress. You can have one thing, but not the other. Choices. I had none. People don't change, no matter how long you wait. But then, I turned down this path years ago. I blame no one but myself.
It's just as well, my masterpieces won't exist without pain to drive them. That's the secret of true works of art. The artist was driven by passion, pain, loneliness, and every other hurtful emotion. I am no different, expecting that I accept my fate. It's too hard fighting it any more.
You'll say you understand, you might even. But you never really will.