Set Me Free
Final Version: Undecided
Edited: No | Original Copy: Yes
Broken fragments of my broken dreams
lie scattered across the floor
I’m forced to walk barefoot across.
Yet, I’m numb to the obvious pain.
I remain caught in the undertow
of idolizing my failures
with such precision and fascination
that even a masochist would avoid; yet adore.
They cut into the heart of me,
and tears are a luxury expense
I can no longer afford.
These wounds just won’t seem to heal.
I’ve been alone all this time.
I’ve pushed everyone away.
I’ve created this madness.
Yet, I cannot seem to end this sadistic “game.”
And now I’m face to face with my nightmares,
and my fears have polluted my soul beyond repair.
Tired and languished,
yet lingering on without a care.
Heaven’s a daydream,
hell is a lie.
There is only the purgatory
we ourselves create.
But I’ve lost my key,
and trapped inside am I.
Suffering the torment,
that I alone devised.
Devil’s dance and angel’s cry,
over the cost of my selfish pride.
All my devotion betrayed,
my innocence long since dead;
I’m left hollow inside.
Demented in this passionless torment.
Walls remain fortified.
All access denied.
Self inflicted justice prevails.
Defied and abused, love remains a sin.
