2. Control

That warmth

    fighting,

    drawing,

                  Lighting a way towards,

        a moment.

             A time where control,

                was nonexistent

    Where emotions,

           just existed

       Where life was not

              equal to death

                         My mind ravaged by feelings,

                            like a village after war;

                                not knowing whether to...

                Breathe.

          I'm caught between,

              control by fear

        and

           the loss of it.