the voices , they call me.
they ask me as i lie here.
they talk to me.
they question my existance.
they mock me.
their words hurting me .
i start building up my own defences.
i start building my home.
all around me.
tough as steel.
the voices seem to die down alittle.
i seal myself in.
these empty spaces, these distance spaces as i hide
facing the hollow walls.
mocked all my life.
in danger all my life.
i have been running.
no longer .
i will face them .
yes . yes i will face them.
on my own.
this i say as i stretch out
destroying my house in the process.
now i stand .
on the same plateau whereby i wallowed in self pity
now is my time.
while half of the world is still asleep.
i take flight.....
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