Chaining

 Beat by beat, a pounding upon a cage


Deafened by red and darkness.


A cage, hollowed and grey,


the sounds of chains ever constant.




Beat upon beat, shackles of softness hit against the cage -


A squishy iron pair of shackles.


Deafened by the warm blanket.




Beauty in blissfulness, a flash of color!


Blind are those that see it,


Burdened are those that bear it,


Free is everyone that owns it.


Both abstract, yet a constant delusion 'fore our eyes stands one.




Lost and confused, corrupted; The other.


Nature, a desire, a sin -


Influences from far beyond.


Sadness, doubt and horror -


A clouding of a warm-cold cover, blackened by abstractness.




Touching the center of my being,


Soft screams shout.


Looking into the clouding, the flashes of color,


loud horrors and nightmares lurk,


vanishing, and becoming a new.




All deafened by a cold abyss, deep inside me.


An accepted aid, to all -


Those of blissful knowledge and benevolent nature


but lost in coldness.








Lost within their own cage,


pounding their cage for help, forever dormant inside.







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