Faith Moves Mountains, But You Have To

The Prison Is The State Writ Small.

Guilt Agonizes Over Trifles, Ignores Habitual Wrongdoing.

If I Had Found The Words I Was Looking For, I Would Not Have Read So Much.

My Intentions Go One Way, My Desires Another. Thus I Feel Both Self-indulgent And Deprived.

To Avoid Taking Responsibility, I Become Unresponsive But Hang On Until The Other Person Leaves Me.