Branches Book

BRANCHES

Coming to this crossroads, this is the hardest it’s ever been, and I’m not so sure I’ll make it out this time.

Let this be the end of it, please. There are two paths ahead of me and I am jerked in one direction or the other

because, despite my best efforts, I am not the governing force.

Coming to this crossroads, this is the scariest it’s ever been, and I’m not so sure I’ll make it out this time.

Please. I’ll do anything. I shout my prayers rejoicing in the midst of Strife. No one can ever hear me because my voice is nothing but turquoise noise. Drowning.

Coming to this crossroads, this is the angriest it’s ever been, and I’m not so sure I’ll make it out this time.

Make this easier. I’m begging. I am trapped inside this body that doesn’t belong to me anymore. Slave to these voices in my head, I scream because I’m afraid. Held captive, what can I do but follow through with intentions other than my own.

Coming to this crossroads, this is the cruelest it’s ever been, and I’m not so sure I’ll make it out this time.

Everything has gone dark. Nothing has gotten better. Please, help me.

Coming to this crossroads, this is the worst it’s ever been, and I’m not so sure I’ll make it out this time.

Figh– Flight– Far Away Response.

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