Mar 2019
[Your compassion.
Your worst enemy.
Why must you care?
Why can't you stay
out of others peoples hair?
This is your fault,
I hope you know.
You should've listened to me.
Don't trust a soul.]
No, stop.
Please stop.
This isn't his fault,
and neither is it mine.
I was just doing
what I thought was right.
[What you thought was right?
Well, look, you were wrong.
I tried to warn you
but you felt so sure.
You're such a fool!
You thought you wouldn't get hurt?
Just trust me!
I'll be your best friend.
I'll stay and protect you
from your very painful end.
(But little do you know
I'll let you die alone
as I tear you apart
with an illusion of safe home.)
I swear I'll protect you!
Just relax your mind.
Just sit back
and enjoy the ride.]
Your worst enemy.
Why must you care?
Why can't you stay
out of others peoples hair?
This is your fault,
I hope you know.
You should've listened to me.
Don't trust a soul.]
No, stop.
Please stop.
This isn't his fault,
and neither is it mine.
I was just doing
what I thought was right.
[What you thought was right?
Well, look, you were wrong.
I tried to warn you
but you felt so sure.
You're such a fool!
You thought you wouldn't get hurt?
Just trust me!
I'll be your best friend.
I'll stay and protect you
from your very painful end.
(But little do you know
I'll let you die alone
as I tear you apart
with an illusion of safe home.)
I swear I'll protect you!
Just relax your mind.
Just sit back
and enjoy the ride.]
I had to let go of a good friend. I miss him, and this is a narrative of the back-and-forth going through my head right now about it. The [] is that voice in the back of my head. It is cold-hearted and wants me all to itself so it can harm me. At first its offering to never trust anyone again and never get hurt again seems good but the real me, the non-italic, the compassionate and caring person, sees through the lies and knows that trusting that voice is what will really hurt me in the end
Now I have that friend back and things are good.
Now I have that friend back and things are good.
