Consequences

“Make your world a bit more beautiful”

But I know it can't be the same as before.

It can't feel like that again.

Thinking that maybe my own world is destined to be like this.

Thinking that it's the guilt I'm carrying,

that makes this place a bit worse.

That every action makes the consequences for the next one a bit heavier.

“Make your own world a bit more beautiful”

But I can't let go