People change, not like seasons, but waves and shores, storm and calm, day and night, before we even know time has made a mistake, after we've drifted into the reality.
We tried to run away from nightmares, which often, made us deprived of the rest we were longing for, but then I know, what if it wasn't about silencing the demons that scared us, but to dance along with them until they're tired enough to let you go?