Freed

Broken from it's fortitudial confinement Freed from it's compacting cage And Raging from the dying Embers of what used to be us or this or something far away from me drowning from the words unspoken And built up like the aftermath of a Dam Oh How less of you Is still more than I can bare how less of you is still more than we have ever shared Oh how less of you Is the only thing I pray for at night How the emptiness of my bed Feels as the kindness of blessings The dinner set for one Gleaming like a top tier trophy How great it is To be alone I do not want shadows for friends Bruises as company Screams as my idle conversation I'll be damned So Ill bellow like the beast you made me I will cast you out For even my darkness Is more worthy than your dirt