when life is broke down

when the light is so deprived,
that,
you deform into the
unholy creature
that
the mortals fear

when your happieness is pried
from your lifeless soul
that
is when you understand that you
were built up
only
to be brought back down
by those you loved

when everyone you love leaves
in your hour of need
and allow you to fend for your lonesome
that
is when you get the point
of life is to survive hell

when your own mind gives you false hope
that
is when you break the boundaries
of the humble slave
and protest to those ask you
and become violent
to those who defy you

when you finally break free
from the cursed
fleshy prison that we call home for
such a short time
that
is when you understand what all of
the suffering was for:
for the freedom of death

as your last breath leaves
your chapped broken lips
and your last tear falls from your
dull flat eyes
that is when you realize that
you are free