Close your eyes until the shadows behind your lids turn to galaxies, remnants of lost solar systems trapped in the intricate veins. Run your hand through air as thick as caramel, warm currents echoing your movements like a lazy summer day breeze. Be yourself but feel different, prick every finger and let the blood push its way out in frantic drops, eager to harden against your skin and seal you up again, heal you up again. Take the fire inside your soul and let it ignite around you. Burn up, burn them, burn you, burn, burn, burn and hide the scars in the cream of your skin with still warm ashes. Listen to the song you’ve been singing since the day you were born and follow it to what you’ve always hoped for without really knowing why, without really knowing what it was until you found it.