Released.

It hits me full force now, like a steaming freight train
pushing foward in the night without a stop.
invincible, in its own way.
I wish to be a bird in the sky, without demons.
But my wings have been cut and I flounder, wordless.
My tounge ripped out by inkless pens and machine guns.
Shooting blanks, the questions remain unanswered.
I dream of drowning in the ocean, when I seek to swim.
Instead of crystal clear blue, the water drips red.
Dead as the flowers in the field, drooping like flaxon hair.
I want to speak without rittles, but the rhymes weave themselves.
threading with the lies, hiding behind emerald eyes.
lost inside this internal labrynth, eternal night, sunless moon.
I'm falling down into a cup of neon blue, dissoliving fizz.
Sipping up the rest and a few more to make certain.
Sinking under this black sheet with metallic tints, locked in red coild.
R.E.L.E.A.S.E.D.