Sunday, January 22


I have touched people. If I've changed even one idea, influenced one life, it would be worth it. But have I? And how would I know?
I have hurt people. Most times unintentionally, sometimes not.
I put them in a balance, but the scales are broken. There's no redemption, no amends.
I cannot be forgiven because I don't forgive.
I've made my peace with that.
My back is a cold slab that turns, slams shut. Move on! I am not here for you. None of you.
I see myself in hues darker than usual. I have to, cause no one else does.
There's no one strong enough to know me. Or stupid enough to care. It's fine. I've made my peace with that.

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