Do you remember that night I ran away?
You watched me argue in my Sunday best.
The parental guidance had reached it’s limit.
I couldn’t handle the ill support anymore.
I’m tired of failing, I said.
Anger resonated from Father.
I don’t know what to do, I said.
I’m done with this life, I whispered.
My body was gifted energy.
A place of magic welcomed me at night.
The dark unknown was pleasant until my mind took charge.
Demons screamed and I was lost; till morning.
And that was the moment I changed.