The Forever Pine

Dear Gods,

     Hello, it’s me! Chiyo! Of course you know that! However, I’ve been told I should try to write my thoughts down and write to someone I feel completely comfortable with! So here we are!

     You already know my story. The song and dance that is my life. From beginning, to end, and you know all the things I was too blind to see, the paths I was unable to take, and where they may have taken me on this day.

     I know I shouldn’t wonder. I know I shouldn’t be curious. Because after all, there is no changing what is already done. No changing the course that is inscribed. Yet, my mind continues to drift. To Think. To wander upon those paths lost.

What if my parents never died?

               Would I have fond memories of being loved?

What if I was never taken?

               Would shadow not startle me as they lurk and play?

What if I never experienced such cruelties?

               Would I not fear being touched, would I feel sorrow at loss?

Yet if it wasn’t for all those things, would anyone else be able to stand before her as I do?

               Would anyone else be able to tempt a monster to see the light?

     I know I cannot hear the wisdom of you words, but perhaps in this act of self-reflection you may bless me in guiding my hands. Coax the quill to write what needs to be seen, so I can ponder upon the right questions to guide me forward.