it’s the comedown, it’s the nature of the nothingness now the time has passed. it’s the uncomfortable reality i’m trying to unknot from around my throat and wrists and ankles. i don’t want to be tethered to it.
freedom. from these shackles and dungeons, chains and ropes and bars i find myself trapped within beneath behind inside. set my heart free i want to fly fly fly. i want to soar – so high – my feet will never touch the ground [just the hearts of others, so very much like mine]. let me fly.