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