There’s a darkness in this room now. The taint spreads from the corner. The window through which you violated my sanctuary. You oozed your way in, desperate, thieving.
You snatched memories from my shelves, cruel in your careless swipes and disregard. Your selfish desire.
You linger even after you sprint away from the crime. Your greedy hands pilfer the happiness from my mind. I can feel you staring, a faceless shadow.
You don’t realize how much of a violation it is until it’s your home that’s broken into. It was only amazing support from family and friends that got me out of the strange funk I was in after it happened.
But if he was so desperate to break into a house and steal, then he must be at a low point in his life.
The sentimental value was the hardest blow. Items I can always replace.
But his actions will follow him for the rest of his life. And with these thoughts, the anger drains. And all I can do now is hope that he finds a better path.