Relentless self-scrutiny is not so easily changed. Obsessive inner discomfort can be compulsive and bring feelings of shame with oneself.
Inner Discomfort
Bears The Blame
People criticize a woman who gives up love, yet no one criticizes the man for the same story. The woman bears the blame in love and life.
Familiar Feeling
Regret was a familiar feeling, a comfortable blur of thoughts that felt hopeless.
Predicted
You could have predicted what happened next - I shouldn't listen to all that fairy-tale crap.
Humanness
Humanness itself is sometimes pain.
Love Has Won
This is what I wanted but somehow, I'm afraid I'm paralyzed by fear that I let myself believe love has won.
Mere Ghost
It's true, I was afflicted with work, I assure you it obscured the heart. I had become a mere ghost.
Dark Winter
I remember what happened after I lost my love, my life of dark winter without passion or depth fizzled out drifting me in black mood.
Veins Of Ice
My veins of ice and such chilliness does not alarm me. I require to be alone.
Split Morality
My split morality. I guess I feel love and violence in me.
