Sunburn

Well it certainly took a long time for that to blow up in my face...

...so suddenly I acknowledge the mistake. Suddenly I am actually trying to look at it clearly, and just as suddenly it spits in my eye.

It was my mistake. I can't say that enough. But at least I can say enough about it. Too much actually.

Is the lesson I'm supposed to learn- not to say anything about it? Or just that it will continue to haunt me and bite at me until I look at it in unfiltered and piercing sunlight? I guess leaving it to fester in the darkness has been my own downfall for too long. I guess no matter how much agony and shame the daylight brings, it's something I have to face... because I put that there- I deserve it, and because it's the only way to properly change...

...or maybe there were other ways and I just could never get anything right.

...maybe the universe is just sick of putting up with that shit being there.

But what the fuck am I supposed to do?! I can't take it away! I can't get rid of it, I tried! I can't ignore it either!

You shined the brightest light. And bless with your frown the most severe judgement upon my most deserving soul.

I don't know what to do... but I know I have to face it.

The mask is slipping, and maybe a bit of sunlight will be good for my depraved scars.

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