The truth is you never really heal
And Time won’t help...

I will remember you like this..
you are my dad, the drunk...

They don’t see me suffer
Highs, lows...

The truth is
I’m angry...

I’m ok with the pain.
It’s a dark place...

Few in this world know what it feels like-
to hurt so much, deep down...

When she enters
into the woods...

How do you hurt without feeling?
How do you smile with no meaning...

Some hurts go to deep,
under your skin...

Her heart howls,
like a wolf howling...