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.