Smiles on unrecognizable faces
A scissor in hand ready to clip my wings
Expectations rise & I’m required to rise with them
The irony dripping from my bleeding back
I stare out the window knowing deep down
It’s all wrong
Dark clouds filled with self-serving power eclipse the sun
Ridding my world of all hope for a better future
The sadness within me rises to the surface
Boiling and effervescing against the inside of my heart
As the tears come out of a wounded soul
My body is torn apart, piece by piece
Leaving nothing but a weak and flat spirit
Unable to break free and return to happiness
A rare and lost commodity in this obscurity we call life
But all of this raging emotion is undetected
And denied by those who instigate the pain
Blinded to the anger welled up within me, I wait
For the right time, the perfect moment to let loose
Release all demons and then turn my back
On this life I am merely present for, not truly living
That day…that second… will be the pinnacle of my strength
The declaration of my independence,
A release from this suffocation
And the start of something new
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