broken promise by AntekPyra
Imagine, if you will, what it would be like with no guilt weighing down on your already over-burdened shoulders.
Many a time I’ve wondered if your aloof persona was the true you, wrapped in spite and bitterness.
Sadly, it seems this is not the case–only a shell, slowly cracking around you.
Only this sharp, biting exterior is keeping you from pain, and despite what you may think, your facade is eating you alive.
Rather than hiding behind a faltering mask, wouldn’t you rather cast it aside?
Rather than trudging through the mire in your turbulent mind, wouldn’t you rather apologize and let it all go?
Your outward lack of empathy and sympathy is only destroying you from the inside out.