2023 Garden of Mysteries
Wrapped by the veil of angst.
Bound to my fingertips, I'm paralysed. Scattered shrads of I; following the Light, through the crevices of my mind.
Helm of the Erebus and stagnant in the void, I throw off the shackless of Night.
I follow the ritual of angst in hedonistic play, I embrace the Night for she is I and she is the Light.