I am back; I thought I craved it.
I am here; I thought it craved me.
I am not here; I am not there,
Though I thought I was everywhere.
Let me run away.
Far,
Far,
Away.
Maybe then all would be free, especially me?
Freed from my curse:
Battered
Beaten
Belittled
Wrecked.
I knock.
I knock the tree down to the ground.
Grounded, the tree is no more.
Ruin,
Ruined by my past misfortune.
Chance,
Chance ripped me.
And now I am neither here nor there,
Though I destroy all everywhere.