I used the sky as my safety.
My fear as a driver and love as a slave.
Coldness as cover and warmth as shame.
I used the dark as my friend.
My voice as riddles and smiles as denial.
Heartache as treasure and sorrow as charm.
I used the light as my dress.
My regrets as stories and youth as prestige.
Flaws as diamonds and scars as art.
I used the race as my fun.
My games as guardians and danger as bliss.
Escape as fire and speed as my wits.
I used the earth as my body.
My pain as a mentor and bruises as grit.
Burdens as laughs and farewells as gold stars.
I used the ocean as my heart.
My soul as a captive and my head in the waves.
Dreams as my lover, concealed in these shells.