I have been dealing with different kinds of demons for the past few years. They desired my body as their own temple. They need me exclusively; tasting, sucking, imitating, banging until i became weary and untouchable. I walked as if hypnotizing the vivid surrounding of hypocrisy. Laughing in the middle of the night like a queen of Ikebana. Once i set my eyes into normalization, I began screaming for help but nobody become a succor. Wandering the land of unknown, until i exhaustedly retreat.
Night by night.
Day by day.
I’m searching for poison.
To be able to vanish rapidly.
I cannot take it anymore. I cannot.