I’m Aching…

I'm aching...

Why do I feel tears welling up, when restless thoughts vibrate inside my emotion filled eyes?

I stand on my feet but clouded by all the voices that build up ammunition, ready to numb my infested head,

Within this world we are put on a pedestal, Everybody is there to hold the torch, but in reality, alone on the shelf.

Tears don't land far from your judgement,

I live without fear but not contentment,

You can derail from your own guilt,

The curse of your evil follows me still.

Wash me of my sins, pour your pure liquid over me,

Tell me of stories, a tale that shouted out to be free,

The biggest battle I've had is myself, and It's killing me,

If I pull the trigger, the red roses will bleed the days rain,

With every petal that may fall, so does my heart, as I crawl.

I have

No gun,

No purpose

For one,

This is just

In me,

Is the bible

The right book

For me?

I'm aching

In my

Whole being,

I just want

To be

Free,

I want to be free...