A cage of deception has gripped me. A rescue I seek in the cold lifeless bars, Knowing my pity for feeling and torment shall remain. I abuse myself in the abyss of passion. A passion that has forsaken me, leaving me in this dreary mortal world…never to truly be awakened, never to be truly on fire. If fire were a constant burn I shall forever be aflame without knowing the cold, without knowing the heart that breaks and in love, the despair that follows. Like a cancer, love is, it will either destroy you, or remain in remission, upon life, like a hiding plague. Dismal this may be, but the essence of truth is buried within. Buried deep within the insanity.
😥 lovely lovely