·C O N F E S S I O N ·
Something was eating away slowly inside of me right before Mars went into retrograde.
The shadows that have descended
Are ghouls who shriek －
You are not worthy of this
You are not good enough
I am often assailed by these critical voices and anxiety.
The critical voices chattered away
Killing me rapidly with egocentric ballast.
It is important for me to acknowledge these shadows.
I know them very well once upon a time
And I had let them break me down and ravage my skin and bones.