gauge yourself on the morality spectrum
to phase into that retrospective mood
gathering "that fixity of thoughtfulness present in a child who has felt the pricks of life before his time"*
you will be alright.. my beautiful...
to hold myself guilty for your plight
and to write.. to engage myself in contemplation..
those words, they bleed.. in a crimson cry for absolution..


*i got that quote from Jude the Obscure