Letting go, I am.

For me I am—

To be free from you, is what is best to do.

For love isn't ready for me.

So I turn and flee.

Fighting the scenes.

My heart numbs with hidden pain.

Soon dissolving to release the case.

My mind staggers with daggers.

Nearly leaving me like the Mad Hatter.

Madness consumes me—

But am I already too far gone?