I know well enough my capability of skewing reality. I’ve walked through my life naively trusting in myself, ignoring the limits of my reasoning, and the rigidity of my imagination. I was both blind and numb to the invisible traps and snares that held me in oblivious captivity.
Shaken into slight sobriety from the darkness within myself, I was able to regain bearings to see what I had become. A slave to pleasure, yet a god to myself.
As the darkness resettled it sat ill within me, and I saw the power it had over me… To be continued