haskalmighty

Blah blah blah, whine about unrequited love, blah blah blah blah, self-loathing disguised as overconfidence disguised as self-loathing, blah blah, mildly amusing anecdote about coworkers, blahblahblahblahblahblah....

*sigh*

I am not a mechanism, an
assembly of various sections
And it is not because the mechanism
is working wrongly that I am ill

I am ill because of wounds to the soul
to the deep emotional self

And the wounds to the soul
take a long, long time
Only time can help
and patience

And a certain difficult repentance,
Long, difficult repentance,
Realization of life's mistake,

And the freeing oneself from the
endless repetition of the mistake
Which mankind at large has
chosen to sanctify.

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And if you have to leave,
I wish that you would just leave...