Would I go back? Ask me
Would I go through all this again
To be where I am now?
Go on, ask me

And all this wading through
And lots of memories and emotions
And feelings again to be where I am now?
Yes, yes would be the answer
Hole-heartedly and heartwrenchingly

And yes, would I move through all this wading
And through this loft of emotions
To understand how I feel now
This process of rationalisation
And intellectualising of thought
And remember she said feelings are facts

Okay? And stop writing
And stop making sense of it all
You never know anyway
And you never stop using, and that word is
Picture yourself walking through this alone
Where it leaves you is an unknown destination
I never really had a sense of direction anyway
So, am what am I saying?

I am saying I believe in love
And I'm saying I believe in solitude
I'm saying I believe in the newness of the self
Of the regeneration of this body and mind
The regeneration of
I believe in pain, also how cathartic the process is
I believe in sadness and desolation because
What comes out is the truth

I’ve been trying to separate
My head and my heart
I'm constantly failing
But I'm failing better
And what’s next and come on
Show me, and show me, show me
Let me show myself

It’s more like, with it
This, this is the visceral part coming out