Freedom!

I don’t really want you

I don’t really need you

Yet, I’ve chosen you.

Freedom from the pain

Freedom from the sadness

Freedom from the doubt

Freedom from illusion

Freedom from the mockery of LOVE.

Free to make decisions

Free to go or stay

Free to cry whenever

Free to die or not.

I don’t really want you

I don’t really need you

Yet, I’ve chosen you.

 

The door is open

Each step feels like a fall

From a cliff

To the dark tunnel

 

When can I make my sacrifice

At the Temple of Gd Most High

For the sins that I bear in my heart, in my head, in my life?

 

The blood is flowing

The fire is burning

The altar is me

 

This piece of paper

Why do I need you?

Will it bring me freedom?

Will it bring me pain?

Will it bring me the End?