I am not like you.
I am not empty.
I am not quiet.
I was once.
But I am not like you.
And I won’t be made to go back.
Into the cave.
Into the lonely.
Into the numb.
Just because
You aren’t done
Being there.
Drowning there,
Sitting in your shit there.
I won’t go back.
And You can’t make me.
You can’t fucking make me.
I’m not empty anymore.
I’m not like you.