I want to go outside and run till I can't run anymore and then run some more.
To run till my legs give out and I've forgotten it all.
But you can't out run your past, can you?
Sadly it follows you everywhere you go.
You can never quite forget it.
Always nagging at the back of your mind.
A steady reminder of the pain and horror.

I sit in the corner curled up rocking  back and forth.
I concentrate on forgetting. Clear your mind.
Forget who you are, pretend your Winnie the Pooh being careless and trusting. Eat Huney and laugh a lot. Play with Hang out with Piglet and go visit Roo later. Be innocent.

Deep breaths..
Just relax.

I'm so afraid of life..
Or maybe it's just to live.
To become hateful and corrupted as the rest of the world.
To trust others and be trusted, to love and be loved.
Those risks, i'm not willing to take.
I don't want to fall and shatter again..
Duck tape doesn't work as good as it use to and I'm running low..
I can't do this again.. Not now.. Maybe not ever..