flying.
flying free.
finally.
free from the monsters.
but not entirely--
I'm still attached,
chained by a thread,
but it's not going to
break.
it just stretches,
stretches to let me find
the light
that I can so clearly see.
the thread could snap back,
pulling me back into
darkness,
away from the light,
or it could snap completely,
so I can complete the journey.
I don't want to succeed
for myself, though.
there's another,
another person,
attached to their string,
as I am connected to mine.
I have to keep pushing,
because one day,
they are going to intersect.
but only if I can
break
the thread that harnesses me
to my demons.
I want the light.
I want that other half.
and I am more determined
than ever before,
to finally break my chains.
