It consumes me, eats me whole, finds me when I am alone, and tortures me in my dreams
My subconscious cries for justice
My heart screams for release
My soul fights for salvation
And my body moves for renewal
I am weak, no longer strong
You have sheared through my protective border
Promising life, inner peace and the secrets of love
I showed you the kingdom of heaven,
And fed you the fruits you crave, no, you require
But is it enough to please my saviour?
NO! Upon entering the new era,
You have scorned me, tormented me, and sent my soul to the damned
and yet, I am still alive
And I have faithfully returned to my master
Once more, you have called upon your servant
And have demanded more than any mortal can withstand
But you’ve asked for my hand and granted me false luxuries
Are you truly my saviour or the devil in disguise?
You are fortunate I am fated with no sight,
But a soul in which strength radiates within itself
So again, I blindly perform your deeds
So long as I am at last at peace and free
You seem to be a mystery, a nearly unsolved puzzle
Uncovering the pieces are too difficult
Yet you’ve placed the thorned flower in my hair
And assured me the beauty will not prick
Alas, this poem has now evolved into a story
So I shall end it now with a few more words
Free me now, end the pain, retire from these evil notions
Will you become my saviour,
Or will you be the one to send me to hell?
