Hear my Scream
As I am taken from this world.
This world I call my own.

Hear my scream
As I fight for my survival.

And feel my PAIN
as I lose the battle.

And longer belong to myself.

I have changed,
My BODY is
no longer part of
        my MIND

It has its own actions.
And chooses to TAKE
all the strength from my soul.

So notice as I fall.
      And finally break.


Because my sacrifice has been made.
What good is life

If I am
living hell.

I just keep Falling.
I just keep Dropping.

I am only a heavy weight,
About to have LIFE KNOCKED out of me.

And as the distance to the ground constantly changes

I cannot help but wonder
if I should be
Terrified
or
Satisfied.

With the way...
This story ends.

I want to be free again.
I want to stretch my wings and FLY

I want to feel freedom again
Conviction
Strength
Faith

And though it may feel as though Pandora's box has opened,
hope still remains.

This curse may take my body,
but it has not yet touched my spirit.

I beg it to stay this way.

The pain consumes every part of me.

And I cannot help but think
of what could fill these Open Spaces.

Where I am turned inside myself,
trying to hide from what I am missing.

There are no open spaces,
only confined places.

The ends meet,
but never open.

And every time I rise to conquer
I am pushed back down again.
Slammed into a hidden place inside me,
alone with my thoughts.

*As though falling through a trap door.

Beneath this cloak of darkness,
I feel a hand.

A hand that guides me,
and defines me.

And when that hand's grasp loosens,
I am shot back to oblivion.

Too lost to be found.

The world seems unbalanced.
As I fall.

All truths and all knowledge
Seem to bend and change around me.


I have kept so many secrets

That nothing is spoken.

And nothing is known.


As I fall this great distance,
Knowing I will break.

All I can think is that the world has changed around me,
And will not wait.

As I stop to mend my broken body.