Did you freewrite...? Sonetimes thst way we are raw and honest with the thought that clash against our skulls? Or was every word intended the way it is? Either way there is a depth and unraveling that will always belong to you, like a decrypting key, and leaves wondering after first read that I should not venture my guesses cos it is not meant to be an easy read, but a poke into an open gash to take something out in order to heal it later
Oh or maybe that is just me assaulted by freewite again and will have to decode myself too