Final Thoughts

I’m chained

Taking a deep breath

My clothes bloody and stained

I’m being melted by acid rain

Closing my eyes I dream

Forced to receive the pain

I’m on death row

My energy caged

With no where to go

Reminiscing on lost lives and fantasies

Stories with such meaning

They could be sewn into tapestries

Minotaurs and dark lords

Await me outside

Ready to cut my vocal cords

Although it’s their loss and mine

Without warning my soul escapes me

Becoming lost in time.


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