For those who have passed on.
There are so many events that stain the soul,
That create a mental prison of infinite pain and remorse, a chasm in my mind deeper than Mariana’s trench.
How does one undo their own terrified actions wrought with the confusion of age and inappropriate exposure?
How does one reconcile all the feelings of self hatred for things they don’t understand and didn’t.
How do you live with yourself even though you attempt to define your moral compass with the utmost ethos possible.
How do you live with yourself?
How do you ever come to accept yourself as a person […]