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. So...

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. So...