“I have to write.
I have to write and re-write myself in all that's hidden within me.
The unspoken heart is the place I need to travel to,
to rediscover the language that I had lost.

I felt and hoped myself empty in dreams that never belonged to me.
So how can I be with myself?

My heart struggled itself out of my body, lying shattered in pieces all over the places I've never been to and won't ever be, while my head is the only thing remaining, dethinking itself in all that hadn't been and won't ever be.”