Seven Magic Bullets

"'I'll never tell you all the different ways- all the different ways you make me so afraid."

Seven magic bullets, flickering light. I'm happy. I'm happy and afraid. But I don't want to be afraid anymore. I really don't. Take care of me.
"I feel safe when I am with you, I am cured when I'm by your side. I'm alright, I'm alright."
I feel genuinely good. I'm starting it again. I don't really feel like writing. I don't do happy prose, it cramps my style.