Hide Behind The Flame

After I saw this picture, I had to write this post. The little girl in this picture, is me... I know... I've never seemed that innocent... but at one time I was... a long time ago, before I met any of the people that i know now, and before my world came crashing down. The flames are all of my problems... and the little girl is just sitting there with this expression on her face like she has no idea what to think of all of it... that's how i was...

i was too shocked to be able to take everything in... so Annabelle showed up (the thing on her knee) and took care of the little girl in me, and she's bee there fighting off the flames for as long as i can remember... but I'm realizing that I've got to push Annabelle away, and try and survive in the flames as myself... if i die, so be it, but i might live... and that's the tiny hope that I'm doing this for... I'm trying to push her away for the tiniest hope that I'll make it out of this fire alive...

I know that this probably doesn't mean anything to anyone else... but him leaving tore me apart in ways that no one will ever know... and i think that i've finally got all of the pieces back... so now i've got to start piecing them back together till i find the real me that i lost so long ago...