The worst is to strive,
For what you don't want,
But I feel alive,
When engulfed by what I mustn't,

It's not my intention,
Do believe me,
Its just my way to vent,
Everything inside of me,

Its slowly shredding thee,
As I try to flee,
So I dwell within its shades,
To stable my sanity.

~A.d | 24 March 2015