There is surely nothing I hatefully mistrust or blindly trust more other than words themselves. You ride on eloquence and suddenly you are covering up sweet lies; You use the simplest phrases and you are unexpectedly getting close to sensations you are most certain that existed only before this world was made. You put all these things on paper and you’re burning yourself alive; You become one with the flames. One cannot help but eradicate oneself inside words which mean more than words.

The scariest monsters are the ones that live within our souls.