Soul Shattered Phoenix

I feel sick.

I reacted and now the potential consequences of my reaction are sinking in. Whatever justification I had at the time – all but lost in this overriding wave of guilt I have.

Because you were nice today.

Tomorrow is hanging over me.  It feels as though the grim reaper is hiding right behind the corner to hand me my fate in a notice, or cuffs perhaps?

Anything is possible now.

I’ve danced the dance of danger.

I’ve laughed ‘justice’ in its face.

Now it’s time to face the music.

But after today, I just don’t know how this will end x