Get out.
Leave.
Run, run as fast as you can.
Hide, but do not seek.
You will find eventually.

It was yesterday, when I knew you were the beginning.
You are the beginning, you are the end
and you are everything in between.

I feel the wind through the holes in my chest.
I forget that you are only human,
but you feel like so much more.
I want to burn, but I can't hold a match,
because my hands tremble everytime I get to hold something.
I'm afraid I'll drop it. I'm afraid I'll break you again.

This book might not have a great story,
but it has enough pages to have a happy ending.
I will get there.
If not, I will change the words.

Turn left, turn right, change directions.
Choose your own path. Euphoria will follow.

Please don't stop giving me shelter.
It's warm here, it's safe.