I deny that I am another one of this life's broken victims
But I am mildly catatonic, and so painfully aware
Of these cyclic, periodic, contrasting symptoms
That leave me alone with psychotic intentions
And gasping for air

As the fire within rages on, self decimation uncontrolled
My body shudders with released tension as my true colors unfold
Reminding me of unanswered questions and horror stories I hold
Will I blossom or blow up in this growing blackhole I've come to call home

I've decided to unleash what is now fully grown
A hushed monster I've hidden so well
No longer able to fight against its hunger
A creature unwell, deep under the icy gaze of a strengthening spell
Through to the underground beneath the grains of hell I let go of my old self
Exposed, I watch as the last mask shatters, rapidly decays
Finally awakened, I can hear the screams of my captured, fractured heart
And the crackle of a familiar flame
I turn to face it, and it was then I knew from the start
That this time there would be no chance of this chaotic trance
Fading away
Or falling apart