Freedom is deluded.
He promised me peace.
Though I’m constantly intruded,
By voices inside of me.
Does happiness exist?
Or does she mark my lack of longing?
Well, I wait for my moment of bliss.
Just a brief taste of belonging.
To feel what you feel,
And be told it isn’t real.
The awaiting of a seal,
That’ll open once you heal.
Bound by my stubbornness.
Bound by my negligence.
Liberate my incompetence.
Surround me by my selflessness.