A desperate attempt at salvaging what's left of my sanity. A dire state of losing touch with a world so foreign. An overwhelming desire to disappear.
I detest normal.
I settle for stable.
I relish extraordinary.
And I am none.
Battling my own thoughts of surrender. I have no more wounds that need healing. Must I endure more pain to acknowledge my destiny?
Understand this - I am not your master nor your servant.
Tamed, I will never be.
I will hold the glowing torch till my last dying day.