Casted on a Dark Spell

It hurts.

Oh no. I think it’s more than that because it hurts so much.

Those thoughts poison you.

It changes you right at the very instant the thought is born.

From then, you are under its dark spell.

The spell that casts nothing but pain, doubts, insecurities and ugliness.

It blinds you to the real beauty.

The beauty of everything.

Because today you think that you suck, that everything’s a mess.

And that no matter what you do, it’ll never be good enough, not even close.

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