What I've done
Cannot compare to who I've shunned
And I feel myself crack,
And die,
As the guilt is eating me alive.
No matter just what I try
It's never enough to redeem myself.
My sins are permanent,
My pain everlasting.
I'll never be able to escape the dark memories
That I have created.
There is no vindication for a damned soul
Like me.
For what I'll do,
And what I've done,
Cannot mend the things I've done.
And I can do is cower, and hide,
From the things most precious to me:
My family.
For what I've done would bring tears to their eyes,
And they'd start to cry
At the monster that I've become.
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This drabble was requested by GS, in honor of his mother's birthday. He asked for it to be about how Navix has to hide from his family because he doesn't want them to find out about all the things he's done.
The bulk of this was actually a poem I had written, but it went so well that I just decided to use it :3
Happy B-Day, Mrs. GS' mom!! :D