an intermittent weight
confines free spirits
desire to float into the strata
and dance away from the shackles
of the great mother earth
not in a fashion conducive
to death — simply release the spirit
from a body that no longer
houses the resilience
i am sorry, but i am not a coward
all of experiences come down
to this very moment
forget the pitchfork path
i am in an oubliette
housed in the shadows
of a labyrinth
i choose to not skulk in corners
yes, i may be loud and vocal
however, i genuinely
find the more prosperous
than the remains which
relish the concept of being
stagnant — no way!
not my spirit
i was put on this earth
a conqueror who will
NEVER relinquish the pain
our world affords a myriad
strategies to ensure
the life we want
is possible
sympathy should be
induced to those
who reside
in the nothingness
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