Im
emotionally paralyzed, I've gott to hurry and get this mess of a
situation styrilized, I must confess that I've long since realized
that ived ceased to progress, Ever since I professed that I was an
inhumane human being it so happens to seem that I find peace in my
wolfs disguise, and the conceptualized “Bin of Sins” turns and
wins against me, I'd thought acknowledgement was significant in the
process of recoveryy, But evidently for me its become something more
of a permit for excusabilityy, Of expendibilityy, manipulation,
disloyalty, untruthful communication, and vainity, Though these
things have become passable within the pediments of my mind I find
that the oh so familiar and yet peculiar pains have not beome a
distant memory, Theyre still very close and immidiate and real, The
vibrance of it I just to easily feel,
