My heart is strong, I will not fail, I won't be wronged, I will prevail.

My mind is killing me”— The Glass Child, Stuck In My Mind

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it this brokenness inside me might start healing. Out here its like I'm someone else, I thought that maybe I could find myself if I could just come in I swear I'll leave. Won't take nothing but a memory from the house that built me.