If I cling to pride,
I’ll let regret crystallize in my chest—
*Untouched, I’ll ghost-behead your arrogance—*
So easily, I claimed
this petty separation you left.
Now, within myself,
I’ve choked the current of your spite…
For I am not like you—
a fool drowning in liquor’s fleeting light,
chasing hollow delight.
I’ll keep my distance, miles away,
burying this bond where it decays.
Drag no more names through the dirt,
lest the dark rename you nothing.