Me Rn:
”Good luck” They said.
As if as if they weren’t begging for their ego death.
As if they were spinning the slot machine one last time.
Interpretation: “The 7 deadly sins are on my side”.
“Come home” they said, as they truly believed home was place.
As if they were truly happy in their frequency of suffering.
As if I couldn’t see they were pretending.
“You first” I smirked back. “Come in, out through the darkness.”
You must keep praying for the light.
You must face the beast.
You must face yourself.
You must face your reflection.
—The Mirror