Burden of mine

I’ve made peace with the fact of being alone.

I’ve never been one to fear the dark , after all

I threw fire at my faith just to put it out again.

 

I cry about this deal that comes with life … unfairness.

I scream at the monsters within my head

I crave a way , away

Tears of ache , longing a memory , dries eventually

Time after time

Reality is a burden of mine.

I guess my peacemaking skills are undefined

 

I’m crazy, a little insane

I look for trouble just to feel … sane

I look for troubled souls with wild eyes to feel safe to feel alive.

 

I’m like the ocean

I have to keep them , playing and having fun in my shallow waters

 a stroke closer they shall drown in my endlessly deep dark depths of water , my soul.

 

I’m caged in , my wings are cut

Authority , rules , society and morals

Holds the scissors

 

But one of these days , soon enough

I’ll be free

An ocean I’ll be

An unpredictable flood.