Imprisoned by my mind, by my life. I cannot find Peace within myself. I cannot penetrate my scattered will. I see where I have wronged, my very thoughts are my undoing. My fear to die runs in correlation to my forever dying pride. I mourn the death of who I was, I lose my grip on who I’ve become.
Far from this tangle of erratic thoughts, I will find myself once again.
I am victimised, held captive by morals and binds. My dreams come to life, I flee from my mind. Bound by our beliefs, by our numbing torso. Wither myself from within, and take heed to my rotting decomposure begins. Forging of hatred, destruction of clarity, dying hope as the distance grows dormant. I, the failure.
I find myself Bound And Gagged. All that was left, is now crushed, Bound And Gagged.