Aren't you scared of feeling pain?
Being left to die?
Lonely, but never alone?
I am.
Facing your fears is trying to face a demon.
Crazy twisted world, full of torture.
Reminders of a distant time,
set to nag,
and wound to drive your life through your lungs
and out your throat.
Danger seems so safe and so alive.
I'm feeling the conformity and the pent up rage at myself.
Stop it all, take it away,
dull the knife
and remove the blade.
It's not worth trying if it's not worth dying.
No more confusion.
I am allowed.
I am vibrant.
I am Amelia.
I am me.
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