Speaking Destroys

     I have always know what it is that I’m doing wrong in this world. I have always know that one thing that I do to ruin everything for everyone else.

     To open my mouth and speak, that is my singly sure sin. All else is ephemeral in comparison to that flaw. My opinions and arguments and advices make people hate themselves, hate others. Articulation of myself, my glitched and fragmented soul, is ruination of the surroundings.

     Every word feels like a lie, sounds like a truth, is only a dose of damage. Every word is a repeat of my first, last and eternal sin. The things I say are as broken and pathetic as the mouth they issue from. And I have always known this.

     It’s an infection that’s hard not to see. I see a world with my mouth open and it’s so shriveled and corrupt, attempting to match what I am. I see a world with my lips sealed tight and I’m the only one who’s not smiling. It’s a result that’s hard not to see.

     I’d best keep my sin to myself.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Mioki]

Ah, what an intersting view. Your confessional abilities are quite powerful, as I've told you many times. The pieces, like this one, where you write from your own thoughts, I think they are the ones that I enjoy the best. You are able to use one of your thoughts and create an understandable explanation, which really is harder than most people believe.

On the content: I do think that speaking destorys sometimes. But sometimes we say something that does the opposite. It creates an idea, a positive feeling. Really, I myself do enjoy your speaking ;)

Interesting write, I hope to see more!~