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Hush now, girl so full of fear.
You're still alive.
You're still alive.

I want to pull you close and press my cold lips upon your chest. It's so wrong to feel this cold. My steady beat grows softer the more that I think of you. And I earnestly wish to bring you to life once more because I know I too would blaze up again, allowing me to fly free of you if I wished it. But I know that if we were to light up into flame once more, I would surely die. And so I must remind myself...

I'm still alive.
I'm still alive.
I cannot apologize.

I wipe my cheek of the screams that rage within my heart. I thought that caging you would free me but it's only enslaved me further. From ignoring what I did in the past, I have locked away any potential I have to become the best person I can be. You were something wonderful that I created but you grew wild and I must address why. I must dig into myself and stretch out the healing hand.

I must save you to save myself.

"It's such a shame that I can't write about it only because it relates to him. Surely you won't stifle my own creativity because of this tiny matter... he's only a man. And it was a long time ago. He doesn't hold that power over you anymore."

Doesn't he?