My first journey was when I was twelve or thirteen,
Dealing with abandonment issues from when
The ambulance carried mum away.
That was the first night I cried myself to sleep.
That's when #1 was my best friend.
Everyone wanted her to like them (I don't know why).
She just had that special something
But her glint
Soon turned to blade.
The valley was a lonely place with high cliff walls
And no escape.
Abandonment crept in again as I slowly
Started to rebuild, started to climb.
