into the fire i go

never have I felt more pain

than that of violently becoming insane.

coursing through each thought, each vain

this stubborn fight and sun and rain

crawling through this tunnel once more

this tunnel built from stone and gore

conflicting

careless

measured success

Boiling

baggage

fragile princess.

words that flow from mind to pad

that flow too slow and often sad

imagine a world

not of power

a people caught in this constant shower

a shower of gold, diamonds and lies

big lies

small lies

mend not your eyes

For being blind and deaf

is normal today

and being cold

dark

and

lonely will keep them away

the pain longing for some salvation

my constant fear of no preparation

for the future is not what i think it might be

i've planned and planned and never been free

now I jump teeth first into the terror below

My heart and soul

for into the fire I go.