they hurt you.

they scratch you.

yet you still reach for more.

the thorns which are our flaws,

you have already seen.

yet you are the one

who unleashed these growing thorns,

toxicity and corruption

formed within.

you monster.

you demon.

and now they come back

to kill you.

it takes your life.

your soul.

but you don’t care,

because the exterior

is so understanding

you don’t catch

what you

have sacrificed.

you

will

never

be

free,

jinu.