I was taken for a fool, by a fool with fools at his will, one who shivered with the delight of the fallen, of the failing, of resignation.
I was locked up in a prison of flesh with locks of paranoia and bars that stay.
With no light and no sight beyond what I saw inside my head what I could not illuminate beyond thoughts beyond fleeting glimpses of outlines in the shadows of my mind.
I ate away at my loathing until I needed to feast no more, sated my appetite for agony, despair at my place, at my visions, at the sight of condemnation starring symmetrically in the mirror
Maybe I could tear down my barriers, fracture bone and wash blood away with images and yes, maybe words.
It's all to easy to say in black on white with no-one to taunt, no-one to critique with oh so witty put downs, picking error not applauding, demanding ORDER not passion , on a mission to grind down such things that can't be in fashion.
Well I'm free now and I no longer want your attention.
Maybe I'll carry on, maybe I'll expire, but for the first time
In a long time.....
I can see a way to Ascension
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