December 06, 2023


Dear ghost,

 This thirst to solve the puzzle you offered; the dying need to be acknowledged, the desire and the greed i have stored at the pit of my anxiety. Tomorrow or should I say today, I feel the need to prove my self. To thrive rather than survive. It feels so wrong like the unhinged door. Like I shall spill the sauce before I taste it. Nope... I should probably sleep. Goodnight.

Yours even as I fear to be