Just when I thought that everything was going well, I felt him again today.

The silent thinking, the anger, the disgust.

I'm not sure what triggered it this time either. What I do know is that I wished so hard that I would have an excuse to use it again.

But I didn't. No more will I feed his anger. No matter how much it burns inside me.

My weapon is meant to protect, not to sooth petty emotions.

At times like these, I keep telling myself that the deepest shadow is cast by the strongest light.

I know who I am, and who I want to be. I know what I am capable of, but I will not dwell on the shadow cast by obstacles that I cannot foresee.



Its an addiction. But I'm kicking the habit. Si would probably say that I'm weak to think like this.

But being too strong will tear you apart.