
Guilty Conscience
tonight i wrote a nasty poem castigating god mostly because i can't really believe in god like i'm supposed to it wrote it not to be an asshole but because i write and to the best i can tell what i wrote is how i feel and the best way of figuring that out is to work it out in words after writing the poem i wanted to get drunk i wanted to go to the tavern and drink and smoke for a long time but i didn't cause i'm suspicious there might be a consequence for writing that poem so instead i'm hiding at home away from the consequence writing this now drunk from the comfort of this couch knowing the wrath of consequence knows no boundaries but at least i'll reduce the risk by staying here for now
