Your False Prophet

I had an epiphany: To the ones that call you evil, no good, bad intentions they are wrong. You’ve mistaken me as a crutch to guide you through your severe downs and that was the cruelest mistake you have made to yourself. I am no crutch, no body is a crutch. I am just as feeble and ready to collapse into my own destruction as you are. When I collapse and you fall down with me due to relying on my own weakened bones, that does not make me bad. Sinking into the shattered pieces in your current state is the only way one can put themselves back together. You must look within yourself and no one else to find the answers you need. I stay silent and withdrawn throughout the course of my own collapse. You speak to me assuming you are the one who is bound to crumble, looking for me to keep you sturdy. You are unaware that I am only silent because I am looking within myself to rehabilitate my current state. I will speak of my downfalls only when I have renovated my mind, when I have reached the pinnacle of the wisdom I was searching for. You’re sadness, your anger, your agitation, your discomfort is coming from nothing other than yourself. You are feeling this way because something has crossed the boundary that has violated your own personal beliefs. I cannot tell you how to confront this intruder, only you can. It was not my mistake, it is not my time to apologize, and it is not my duty to crumble farther down because you did. It was your mistake, you followed a delusion that somebody else had all the answers that only you obtain. I am good, I am not bad, and I have no secret intentions. I will not abandon my beliefs nor myself because you tell me to. I am just as worthy as you are, I am just as weak as you are. I am not your mistake, you are your own. Sincerely, The your false prophet who you now see as your perpetrator. I ask you to look within yourself and see that there is no devil in me but it is inside of you growing, as you feed yourself false inclinations.