I took the steps down, where I dove into uncharted waters. My heart beats faster the deeper I wade. There is nothing sweet and delicate about this, it intrigues and frustrates me at the same time: I am standing at an intersection, always conflicted and confused with desires, with all the midnight talks and sweet nothings and turmoils.
The Descent Into Madness tells a story on how I plunged into desire, contend with control; how every embrace feels like a lethal toxin that releases millions of butterflies fluttering into every inch of my body, leaving me helpless, but daring to push further. There are no logical thought and choice, there is only insanity.