Calm. Kindness. Kinship. Love.
I’ve given up all chance at inner peace. I made my mind a sunless space. I share my dreams with ghosts.
I wake up every day to an equation I wrote 15 years ago, for which there is only one conclusion: I’m damned for what I do.
My anger, my ego, my unwillingness to yield, my eagerness to fight have set me on a path from which there is no escape.
I yearn to be a savior against injustice without contemplating the cost, and by the time I look down, there’s no longer any ground beneath my feet.