I wish i could forget my face.

I wish that everytime i looked into a mirror all i saw was the walls behind me, no faces, no skin tones, just emptiness filling every inch of the surface.

I hope there is someway i can forgive myself for something like this, but even my own parents say that it isn’t my fault when it is it’s all my fucking fault. They don’t know Zimick like i do they don’t love Zimick like i do they don’t understand.

Fuck even drawing makes my stomach sick, there’s this inky sinking feeling wrapping around my organs and my brain every time i hear my name. I never thought our relationship would turn to something like this.

I don’t want to feel these things cause im afraid what i might do to myself or others later on, i’ve always been called a peace maker among my family but i don’t feel like i deserve that title now.

Knowing i hurt someone on a level i can’t even understand is breaking me apart, and i feel like nothing i can do can make up for what i did.

I feel like a shattered mirror.

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