Let go.
Fall away
From all the concepts
You were told to
Follow.

Drift away.
Let the strings
That
Attach
You to this life
be clipped.

Succumb.
Forget what once was
And find what will be.

If you can't climb
Out of the dark
Hole
That is your life,
Fall.

Fall.
Back in
To the dreams
You left.
There
You will be safe.

Loved.
Wanted.
Happy.

Find that flower.
Blast away,
All the parts
Wishes
Are made
Of. . .