Contractions Acting on My Behalf
I may have been involuntary enlisted in a cruel universal joke that chokes and shrinks.
A joke that was born right before I was. A shadow with a crooked smile that follows me silently and with precise aim. It means no harm but thrives on alien weaknesses and skips of joy whenever I feel lonely.
Just the right amount of focus and intuition will help deafen its scream and dissolve its trail of merciless self-criticism, rendering me free of chakral paralysis.