These Hidden Words

God

I am my own God.

I cursed myself.

These consequences are my skeletons, rotting in my closet.

Existence is monotonous, greyed by apathy.

My angel, Kari, is the only one who makes life bright and full of interest.

She is the only reason I stick around to see what life offers.

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—𝐇𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧