Sep 25, 2026
May 13, 2018.
Sometimes I feel forsaken. Other times i feel I’m being burned under the light of attention, every secret ever held close torn away, leaving me branded by it.
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I was 18 when I gave in to curiosity. I let myself down and broke my own heart. Charged as an adult, I stood before God and thought..begged…cried..whispered, screamed, demanded to know, I choked! “why didnt you stop me? Do you still love me? Do you forgive me? Will I ever forgive myself?” My lord why did I do it? Did it absolutely have to be done?
It was September, then. Today is May. It feels like always.
