These stories leave me numb

But if you are the one

At least I'll leave you

After all you've put me through

Without an ounce of regret

I urge you to forget

A sensation of dull heat

The countless scars on my feet

Misfortune ruptures my intention

Undermining my internal reflection

Unclear if my perceived truth is real

Or an unsubstantiated feeling

Belief won't change my judgement

Resigning myself to fate

Compelled only to wait

The weight of contemplating my actions

Reciting to myself a list of rights and wrongs

Black and white against a moral scorecard

Who has wronged me and who has been wronged?

Where will I fall when the all knowing judgement rains down among the good and the strong?

Or the evil and the wrong?

I fear the latter

I need this

Count with me

We'll find where I fall

I'd rather forget