To be penitent, one must sin daily, coz how do you live a life on bended knees all the time.
Unto the shapes,
please be my guidlines,
Unto the line,
be my lifeline.
—X phactore pg.09
There in the pit where my stomach lay
there where my life was at chaos
edging to my psyche.
Looking back just for the longest second i can use,
then it hit me.
I need to see this through.
No amount of any of demise, destruction
and yes I am at the precipice of a lifetime
what then do i
shouting at me in telekinesis mode.
“PLEASE GO KILL THAT DEMOGORGON”.
I have to be the one i need to be.
Phoebe Apr.17 w/ @rtsydhude