It's more like instructive poison.
Unrelinquishing burning
that I can learn from.
Sin doesn't compare to what it is
the word sin is too small...overused.
So, I'll call it instructive poison.
When I sleep, I fear the darkness
not around me,
within me.
When I wake
I turn my back on the window that faces east
to look in the mirror.
I closed my eyes today
and it all looked the same.
What does that mean
to be so dark and filled with poison?
Small doses.
A day at a time.
Something I can use.