Broken in time, as the emotions still hang on to the vine
Fading with time, reverting back to primordial slime
Hearing the chimes which brings back memories of all the of lines
My inner demons become prominent with an ominous shine
My heart was shrine no longer holy but diluted with wine
Serious fines are what I'm paying till it becomes garnished with grime
Behold as it's molded into an inquisitous rhyme
to say that I'm fine but that's a lie that's just as bitter limes
Now but a shell walking in the seven layers of hell
Caught in the swell the perpetual eye of the storm with no room to excel
Left here to dwell upon the moment from which I had fell
From the precipice of my humanity now the bloods all I smell
Turning to gel, holding my foot steps and I'm not feeling well
Until it melds into this hated so it finally welds
Just like the feeling of longing from all those flowers we've smelled
I'm trying hard to leave this city but I cannot escape the spell
Which reminds us of premonitions from our memories past
Silhouettes that are cast upon a veil that burns, and turns into ash
Acting so rash and not realizing that not everything lasts
Like written pages from sages until it becomes polished like brass
Sit there laugh, thinking you won, because you left a huge gash
On this mortal puppet called a body that keeps aging to fast
There's a flash upon the horizon that instead flask
shows hope like broken bones, breaking out of a cast
Got something to live for, even if she's not here anymore
Her eyes are the same as mine from a life lived before
So innocent, before my mind was turned into a war
A battlefield of convictions that are tender and sore
You settled a score to a game that we're not playing anymore
But a lost at any cost as I drift further from shores
Out into an open ocean where pain and havoc are in store
As i bear witness as I'm lifted off of this linoleum floor
These thoughts cut into me leaving a trail of gore
I'm just a bird with clipped wings only wishing I could soar
These pains of chains, and negative gain hold me back upon the pavement
I grow insane, efforts in vain making incredulous statements
And now I'm hated, molded by that are tarnished, and tattered
Till the gray of my brain molds into a negative matter
Watch as it shatters out into the never ending abyss
A sense of clarity that's as sweet as a kiss
Or fist passed on a mind that's forsaken a clouded with mists
I lick my wounds clean and shed skin like I'm removing a cyst
No longer pissed, not even a little sense of remorse
My voice is hoarse, but that's okay because I still have that source
Of hope to keep me afloat and I won't stray from my course
Like Odysseus upon his odyssey, and I'm feeling the force
Hearing the voice, hearing the call as I begin to embark
On my crucible towards the light, as I escape from the dark