I won't stress enough the feeling behind this pandemic.
It's followed by many other entities inside my head.
I surrender to it multiple times a day,
and as soon as I can get my hand on a drink,
I don't hesitate.
It filters so much of my clear vision into a place I'd rather find solace in.
Pure escapism.
But I can't resist my own battling mind. My own self-made cancer.
Instead, It's truth and accountability in terms that only belong to myself.
I must dismantle my infrastructure, without any mercy of burning any walls.
I must surrender once again.
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