The emptiness surrounded every breath I was afraid to take and somehow my insides froze in the fear of the unforgiving silence.
Please return to me at least one more time before I'm left forever strapped to this chair and these memories.
It feels like my emotions will be snapped off and I'll be abandoned here for good this time with no chance of ever returning to daylight let alone life.
A final step or another chance ? Please give me hope in even just the smallest fragment of light through my shadowed mind.
I want to believe in you, I want to be proven wrong. Show me that there is another way to live.
Until my last moon, the wild dogs' jaws are locked tightly around my soul, restraining me from flight, cutting off my doorway to your world, keeping me safe inside the black.
This is where all the damage took place, behind locked doors and barred windows, under white doctors coats. Questioned, watched, noted, again and again we dance the circle of these prisons.
And what will be left of me and who I maybe once was ?
Just an imagined memory, just the carcass of a child surrounded in the emptiness, laying still on the frozen spaces we are left with.
After all I saw, after all we lived through, how is it that we don't know if either one of us are still alive ?