There’s a vastness of sorrow and vacancy inside me that I can’t describe. The sting of disgrace, the flames of remorse eat me. There’s a darkness inside me that’s ready simply beneath the floor to spring. A craving for evil, a need nearly past my management. It’s a fixed battle inside myself. There are components of me that I despise, however I have to settle for. The ache that I’ve wrought upon others weighs closely on my shoulders. The betrayal. The lies. A lot ache I’ve precipitated they’ve turned their cheek to me. I’m screaming and calling for assist however they’ve muffled the sound. I’m drowning in my very own self hatred and errors. The sand can’t movement backwards, so I have to break the glass. I can’t re-tie the strings which have unraveled. I have to reduce them. The flower is dying the place it now sits, so I’ll uproot it and replant it. The mirror cannot be mended, so I have to reframe how I view myself. The scars received’t vanish, however they are going to fade. The darkness inside me will be tamed. Someday the disgrace will not eat me, however forestall additional ache. I do know now that this isn’t the way in which. I simply want that it wasn’t too late.
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From the writer: Restoration is feasible!
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