I need solace,
A place to call home.
A place to curl up and cry,
And never have to wipe the tears,
Before anyone sees.
I need a little more help,
But I should be a helper.
I'm carrying the weight,
Of the universe on my shoulders,
And this gets tiring,
I just need peace.
Curl into a blanket,
Let the tears flow.
Let it rain,
Blood and water,
As I'm baptized by the blades,
My soul stuck in eternal damnation.
Dean Olsen- Letters to Tyler
This chapter would be in none other than the main character's POV.