“My anatomy, my carcass, my bag of bones, and my decrepit frame. I am asking forgiveness for the torture that you endure. I apologize for the stress and restlessness that you experience. I am sorry for the hatred you feel as I over analyze my waistline in the mirror, and all of the miles that I make you run so the numbers on the scale continue to decrease. I regret the days that I make you starve, as I know they are only making you weaker. Forgive me for the liquor I feed you as I gather the courage to sin with the one who will never care. I wish I never let him frolic in your playground. Please pardon each pair of stringent hands that I allowed to undress you. Although I never granted permission to some, I should’ve let them undress my mind first. This is me trying to make amends for the sins that I have committed at your dispense. I realize that you are the space that my thoughts and soul will reside for the remainder of my era, so please exempt my past wrongdoings as I know I must love and nurture you if I wish to stay.”
— Learning.









