What would it take?
To separate
Myself
Finally
From
Being
It seems the only way
To contemplate
Myself
Freedom
From
Make-believing
Do I have the power?
To recognise the hour
Myself
To take
From
Feeling
Need you know the plight?
I fight I fight I fight
Myself
To stop
From
Ceasing
Do I lose when I win
Let the end please begin
Myself
My wretched
Wrong
My broken
Gone
Myself
No more
Unbeing