Confessionals

I admit it.

I admit to all my sins,

to all the little thoughts

to all the slight beating of my heart when hell confers me some sweet dark joy by admitting another.

I admit to using others – to patch my wounds, to heal my insecurity

the loss in this reality.

i have effaced the name of friendship.

to call me a friend!

I admit to the worthless being that is myself- even right down to this last line, thirsting for the sympathy i don’t deserve

manipulation

hell

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