Randomness

Wake up.*

Did you feel that just now? The quaking? I mean, I know I felt it. It came from inside of me.

There it is again.

I think that's my soul. It shakes when it's done wrong. It gets selfish sometimes, wants attention. It cries. I can't really control it. I've tried. Took medicine to keep it in check, keep it quiet.

See, it feels the need to be in control especially when it's out of control.

My soul suffers from guilt and remorse often. It's then when it quakes, I think. Like right now.

She's upset that she cried. She's upset that she hurt you.




*Inspired by a friend's tattoo.