I have become what I for a time, detested.
Born into morality, heeding preachers of lies and truth, and trying to see clearly through bloodied eyes.
I ditched patience and contentment and embraced change.
And so I let it bend me until with strokes of life’s lashes, it broke me.
So long has it been since I walked the right path. In these gallows I now remain, ever dwelling in its confines.
No one spoke of such a path, to embody such peril. No one spoke of the pain I was to endure.
I guess I forgot even roses had thorns. Ignored the writings on the walls.
And so I blamed society, I blamed family and peers.
Blame! Blame! Blame!
Who is to blame!
Regrets, wishes, and truth, piercing my dead heart, awakening the enemy of my many vices.
Blame no one, son, I tell myself. The choice was always mine to make.
Society only gave me options…
Family and peers only cared too much…
Unaware they were feeding an insatiable monster.
I am to blame.
Emmalase.
Emmalase