My night time reflection in the car window as we drive along in silence tells a different story. Smooth, moon washed skin, shining white eyes- I am almost beautiful.
Annotated hate letters sticky- posted to every surface until you get the hint Forgiveness is no longer an option and this is not your mess to clean up It is, however, your mind to make up Although it would seem that you already have
Hope is a vile, deceitful creature. Slowly and deliberately instilling baseless confidence, it knowingly assures victory where there is none to be had. Abandon hope to those less weary and prepare yourself for the inevitable worst.