I sometimes wonder, how long this could last.
How long till this smile will fade from my face again,
Till I am in that place again.

I still dream,
Though lately I have been riddled with nightmares.
Inside my mind voices haunt me and break down.
My sleep time destruction has begun again.

There are walls still,
I become quiet and withdrawn,
Drowning in my thoughts.  They tick over and bricks build.

My walls are solid still.
I am strong and do not crumble anymore.
I have perfected the art of the facade.
But you will know, when the fear comes again.

I remember a time,
Before you, when I did not know what I was.
I know now.
Because of you.
I am not free, that is not what I want.
But I am me.

I am what I am meant to be.