and then...

First there was him
Wrecking my soul and controlling my mind
Hollow and broken,
lost and afraid...
Sanity was just a place I couldn't find

Then there was him...
Who crawled into me, as if there was space
my weakness and fear opened that door
and before I knew it
lost and afraid was a good place
that I once lived in

Broken and terrified I found myself alone
in the dark
They came
They tried to tear at me
rip at me.
rip me open...
but dont you see
i was already that
and you can't break something if it just isn't there.

and then there was peace
because at last I realized peace is not a place I can find
It is not a destination or an achievement.
It simply is.
I stopped chasing that butterfly and wouldn't you know?
Now we're roommates.