On Stumbling Outside, Blinking

A timeline:

— Five years:  I've lived in a state in which my happiness didn't matter, only someone else's

— 3.5 years:  I've lived in a vacuum, devoid of physical love

— Three months:  I've lived in two caves, not really my house at all

Today may possibly be different.  But like any survivor, I could use hands to help drag me from my prison