With a diet of self-confidence and esteem, he eats away at every pound of flesh you consider self. Left naked, a skeleton of discard, you pick up what remains and build back the man you are. One day too tough a skin for him to sink his shallow teeth.
I don’t want to die but living seems something for a man better equipt than me. I need to go entirely, no body, no blood, take along with me everything I brought.