Shackled by my own mind , but a mind which does not feel as though my own.
Why; i ask, that a head upon shoulders i know belonging to me ,can i not control .

The power of will, others do believe i lack,
yet my inundation of uncertainty builds.
How could a reason or bold excuse such as  that, compare or compete with my seeping heart black.

I fear these cuffs of sin hold indestructible superiority , and bare no key to unclasp .

Although Presenting resiliency and strength towards so many aspects in my life lived already,

I'm loosing balance and the future seems unsteady