The fear of being alone has led you to the abyss. The tragedy is that you knew where this pursuit would lead you and yet you could not resist the chase. How broken you are yet still retaining some similitude of the beauty that made you shine..but you have cursed yourself by the multitude of men you’ve brought across the thresholds.
I spoke to you of rest, I ministered to you words of peace and said stop seeking the love of men. Yet, your bones are constantly gnawed on by those wolves and your flesh an easy treat to attain by the jackals once they’ve spoken softly to you. Why do you not listen to me? I have cared for your health and well being because I loved you, I have not lied to you in anything I’ve said that’s come to past but you’ve constantly issued rebukes against me with your stubbornness and whoredom.
You ask in your heart who do I think I am to tell you these things. I did not give birth to you nor have I known your mother intimately but I know you for a certainty and you know how I know. Therefore, hear this, I will most certainly break your bones with my words and I will cripple you to the end with curses, a hostile spirit will rest on all the lovers you call upon till they have destroyed you. You will look haggard and old before you grace thirty years, we will take away your youth and you will no longer have anything worthwhile to barter for the attention of men.