Wondering stopped.
Apparitions subtly reigned in
Feeling the heat rising from below,
Wearing the jacket ordained of sin.
Falsely decorous, insipidly sweet
Disgustingly, timidly demure
And only the threat of never knowing the world
Keeping me falsely secure
Insane silence over the edge
Wracking my empty chest
The pain accompanies that soundless drone
The air my torture expressed.
Iron bars coursing my veins
Breathing inwards my padded room
Infuse me with your bloody sanity
Tear me from my euphoric doom.
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