It's the quiet one's you hear.
The subconscious.
The shadows.
The darkness.
It speaks to me louder than the Sun ever did.
I live in those shadows for in those shadows I do not see, I do not judge, I can only feel.
One cannot hate what they cannot see.
Eyes rolling back, gazing into the oblivion,
Your moon dust frolics along the walls of my head.

I'm not going crazy, my eyes are finally opening.
I have given birth to myself and I am seeing the world for what it truly is.
I am not afraid, I will not let the darkness consume me for it has no power over me.
Only I control my destiny and absolutely no one can take that away from me.
I will not hurt my body anymore, I will listen to it, I will obey it.
This body was given to me and in order for this soul to continue its journey peacefully through this world.
I must love to be loved.
I must
be at peace.

Breathe into me,
invigorating soul.
Your last breathe syncs with mine,
your pupils dance as the sun starts to shine.
You are alive.
You are with me.
You are beautiful.