You told me my anger comes from the darkness and I’ve been sitting too close to the devil. I didn’t believe you. I guess I still don’t. I walk in sunlight- eating shining rays even though they burn my insides. I boil over in regret every time. Tell the truth, even if your bones rattle. I wasn’t much of a liar until I met you. I mean, what makes a person beautiful, after all? And why isn’t that enough for most people? I guess I’ll never feel full. The earth will forever taunt me. It’s like changing of the seasons. They’ll come and go no matter what, so you might as well let yourself bloom fully. Punch through the walls of your mind and patch them up for someone else to come and break them down again. It’s all predictable in the end. I want to stay far away from the noise. Far from the wishing and waiting and wanting. Far from the devil. -AMT ©️