In an empty field, I was left to scream,
Left to blow off all my steam.
Pour out all the storm bottled inside,
Let out all the demons that I try so hard to hide.
Finally getting rid of the suffocation I feel all the time was the best part,
I just could not wait to start.
Yet, I found myself calmly and quietly sitting in the middle of the field,
Numb with a blank mind and no further hopes to be healed.