Lost in the forest,lonely and locked in the character of a cautionary tale,dying as hard as my decrepit habits.I walk the same path,but I’ve never remembered the way.

I am falling to pieces,but I don’t care,because I’m her kind of girl,and that’s enough for me.I took a knife to my narcissist,and now I have a new appreciation for freedom.This is just the kind of life I live now,convinced that I’m the kind of girl that can survive all that she ran from before.I…

Just as I saw myself falling from the sky,nodding to the noble apple with aching eyes,betrayed by the hands that she trusted,I realised that I only had to see the Earth hurtling towards me if I held my eyes open,and so,they shut.Apple, close to my chest,pain, passing me by in the racing wind,and my dreams,shooting…

In the arms of the late afternoon,I dreamt I was another.Birdsong broke through the window,dancing with the soft light of a summer Sunday,and I was horrified,venturing so close to the sun that her face looked like the gates of Hell.