~ The Way Out ~

Gears are turning slowly in this rusty dead machine. Asking for the power to ignite my selfish dreams. 

Apparently I'm ready to become just what I need. Sacrifice this life and kill the old entirely. 

The shadow I step into has a golden sparky mist. Understanding higher self is how I'll find my wish. 

Years have piled on me like a fortress built with stone. Hiding in this dungeon asking, why I am alone. 

A door is here before me yet I didn't know the key. What it may unlock , may be every, single, thing. 

The eye to see the truth and the truth to set us free. I feel this need to get there, I feel this need to be. 

Sufferings a choice, many play this hellish game. So I step into my shadow, I know this is my way. 

Blue feathers of my angel, show in changing tides of life. Speaking to me dearly, "Go without a fight". 

I listen to this message and I make a leap of faith. Nothing here to hold me, now I will escape. 

~ Yours Truly