You never know how much it hurts till it happen.
but,
once, twice, thrice ???
What happened was just pure stupidity.
The after math was merely a punishment.
My sub-conscious is punishing me.
I hate myself for being me.
What happens. happens.
I deserve to be in pain.
Time heals ? Hmm ...
It heals the wound. It makes me grow.
But,
it will never erase the mental affect that I had upon myself.