What do I do
when I feel a control?
A force beyond my comprehension
placing my heart into a hold.
I simply let go,
in hopes that the shackles let up,
To reprieve my now, free mind,
that was once wounded by distrust,
that was once bonded and fractured by time,
that was once caked and troubled by love....
And I had to learn again,
since my eyes
and my mind
When the fingers of my heart went cold,
and the crypt of the soul had a whole,
And I bled out, I was all alone,
My body wasn’t a home,
And my thoughts, I didn’t own,
So what did I do?
I purified my soul,
only to turn my life into a flow,
And lose all
And lose all control.