Then you go to your car.
You sit in the driver's seat.
You shut the door.
You see that your gun
is in the glove compartment.
You close your eyes.
For a moment everything is silent.
You look at yourself from within
and see who you really are;
A child, a killer, a prostitute.
You listen to my voice.
When I count to three
you will let go of everything
that made you a slave.
And you will be free.
One
Two
Three