Escape

Then there are days like these when I wonder to myself

about the silenced wringers I feared from

I want to let go

but the untold mystery tear up itself

and the answers echo in my head

I bear the deafening screams all to myself

and try to find an escape

but it feels like I'm strung

And the agony of just knowing the fact

that this is what's its going to be like

every moment and every flash of my crippled life

brings along another jolt

how can I escape my own thoughts?

- Fa