Cut Off..
from the world itself
holds no bounds
to its own distraction
of me..
long luminous gazes
upon this dead sheath
i leap..
off the cliff of unknowing
knowing deep
that this fate will hold me
certainly uncertain of the steps
i leave
still it holds me
cradling these cold hands
swaying me to sleep
as if to catch ME .. off gard
protecting this cold heart from
creeps fate left behind to destroy
my speech
speak
uneasy words to sheep
shatter the spirit created to master
this
one
last
twist
hold me no more
for now im home
now i know
my fate..
©grimsheart
G