A desperate yearning
spilling out of the hides,
To plunge into the voids
And care less about things
To liberate this heart of aches
And the mind of faces.
These chain of thoughts
That refuse to stop-
Scream back and forth.
Though the lips stay silent
And no words dare escape
Even in the madness.
This burden of sanity
Weighs heavy on life-
becoming the curse of my kind.
Bound by cords of crimson
which cannot be broken,
Alas, stay stifled in silence.
These walls grow higher
and the lights get dimmer
but holding onto that glimmer
Hoping for a miracle
just a push to tumble forward
Into a world of new hassles.