For a long time, the darkness contained my spirit, binding it with false happiness.

Once when my spirit was free from the influence of darkness, the false happiness was washed with a tortured body and sent to flow into the drain with all its filth hiding in the darkness.

When my body and spirit were clean I threw away those old gloves that were covered in the final traces of my filth.

My fists, finally white and clean, could work without fear that they would contaminate all that they touch.