...And the harsh reality is you're only as valuable as what you produce

~my spirit is boundless ~
                 you break me free of my chamber
   the limits I had due to old casings is none existent
                                simply because you make me happy.~

I let my fingers graze the mesh of my cage
as my flesh cuts form the rage of past patients delusions to "escape".

I am blessed with the whites of the crux moon
to swim in it's beams it streams
allowing me to live in my daydreams
of the pearls in the graveyard I overlook.

Here I sit in my windowsill
looming over reality
as madness roams the exterior of my walls.

Hell dwells in children's eyes.

Living.
   Breathing.
      Madness.

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cream lathered tongue,
resonating with endemic metallic.
tasteless mornings.

Through my third eye
I know I am of the constellations
That burst
As the heavenly father dusted us
To existence
So here I stand 
For nothing
A sin
With two broken feet
And I swear I'd give anything
To give my life to another
If only I hadn't known about
The temptations awaiting
In a tree
So with every ounce of my spirit
would I never curse my worse enemy with my disease

Lace me a crown of dead flowers,
  white petals tainted.
Cut me with thorns of new life,
dance to death in circles
Through the honeysuckles.
For you my loves
For you
may queen
For you