It's lovely, madly beautiful , to set yourself on flames and observe how your mental skin melts and you spiral down into insanity, how the destructions eats you up and devours you into the darkness and wards off light.

And then as you grow to regret your actions, you go into yet another spiral of darkness but this time, the darkness that is subtle and temporary, the one that comes after a long tunnel, the type that finally heals you, and you emerge whole, anew, fresh and ready to take hold of your life again.