Oh! How I spite a happy soul,

rage beckoning and strapping me down.

How I’m miserable beyond the worlds,

Surrounded by molds and choking holds.

How you pretend to wear these thorns,

When you’re swimming in daffodils and glee so profound.

Where have I come too, what have I done?

Spilled myself and later shunned.

These reflections tease me of hopes and dreams,

Reminders of lost years and faults unseen

Where failures turn to shards and beating took to hearts

Where souls crashed and turned with rivers running wild

Let me be gagged and betrayed against this elegiac pride,

Let me froth in poison so blind that I leave my life behind,

with phantasm to go beyond and surrender myself to the tide.