I look into many people's eyes and I find a piece of themselves have died. A soul chipped from turmoil and a spirit less bright then what it use to be. I understand your pain of inner loss, of internal humiliation and of powerful betrayals. May the darkness in your mind find its own light whether that be through the depths inside the walls of forgiveness or the road to solitude beyond the forest of ridicule. Until then, get up and get on with your life; half broken yet almost healed.
- Chase Michael Pallante