In the midst of paradise, I sleep on a mattress on the cement floor. My heart is finally free. Free to feel. Rules are for the weak and I followed all of his. Followed all of theirs.
It was the panic that jumped my heart. Reminiscent of a past full of alone. Dark corners in the basement with monsters hidings. Stealing happiness into the shadows.
It took a second to find myself. A child no more, I have hope on my side. Hope that no one ever gave me. I found that hope when I decided my life was my own. No, not mine, but belonging to something bigger than me, bigger than you. How could I continue to stray?