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