[Perfection 01] • Damaged Perfection

Guilt is dangerous.

It rules my life.

I am riddled with it.

After fifteen years, you would think it would lessen.

It hasn’t.

Drugs numb it, women relieve it.

But it always returns, stronger and heavier.

Always.

The light, it is refreshing.

It gets closer and I reach for it.

But it is always just out of my grasp.

Always.