It was never about fulfilling hollow fantasies.
It’s about breathing life into the thoughts
that have stalked you in silence,
the ones that press against your mind at 2 A.M.
begging for permission to exist.
Let me take you behind the scene of the sin—
the place where the masks fall,
the pulse quickens,
and the truth you’ve denied yourself
stares you back into trembling honesty.
I don’t just hear your unspoken scream—
I expose it