My fingers roam across the keyboard like spiders, seeking something, a release that my mind can't yet define, yet one my soul yearns to release. I write in an attempt to heal, yet the words pouring out of my soul feel like nonsense, gibberish, words no one could possibly understand. What is this? These words don't heal; they are lighting a fire so ferocious that the only possible outcome will be destruction. The destruction of myself. The destruction of my sanity. I can only brace myself as the fire burns away the restraints holding me back. The flames sparing my innocence and freeing me. Freeing me, to finally....be me. ~LL #Color
