Dream I did of the safe happy life.
Joy unbound, no war and no strife.
Live it I did, for so many years.
Bored I did get, without the fears.
She asked me for more.
I kept rejecting her.
I wanted to feel alive.
But chose to whimper.
Complaints, restraints.
Laments, constraints.
I fought, I brought,
Shackled hate.
I want to kill it all.
I want to bury the past.
I want to melt and bleed and fly.
I want it to be the last.
I can't take the ennui anymore.
I can't take the energy traffic jam.
I don't want to spend my old age.
Dreaming of marmalade while surviving on jam.
So I am gonna fight myself.
And I am gonna free myself.
And I am gonna have a million regrets.
For it's better than revealing my twisted secrets.
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