I Traded My Soul

There are too many things I lost myself into.

𝑯𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅

I find almost at everything not in line with what I wanted

𝑨𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓

I fueled with every single mistake and trespass

𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕

I hid and guarded from everybody

𝑺𝒖𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔

I glamored in I forgot what it felt to be the one in need.

𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔

I showered myself with.

𝑬𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒔

I basked myself in

𝑫𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒚, 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒏

I mistook for love and drunkenly reveled on, not knowing I was an echo of a ghost of yesterday, or a replacement.

All of those for what?

All for temporary happiness and false empowerment.

All the things I traded soul with...

Until one day, I woke up.

And found myself reading a letter sent years ago.

By no other than my then slightly jaded self.

Don’t let temporary things get you too drunk in happiness.

Sometimes, too much will make you lose what you wanted in beginning.

“𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭?”

The question you’d probably be asking now.

That my dear is something I wish for you to find out.