6. Freedom

The piercing cold warps my legs,
my lungs, burning, yet drenched,
i can’t breathe, my arms aren’t moving -

Just close your eyes, don’t listen to them, they only find this amusing.

They’re nothing but a ship sailing in celestial hues,
abandoning those under such a cruel excuse.

Do they sleep well at night?
Are they haunted by this plight?

Why does this seem so real?
Why am I being made to a feel.

I can smell the salt, taste the water,
blues turn red, as i await the slaughter.

The silence is deafening, why’d they stop screaming?
I beseech you, tell me that I’m dreaming.

They sail into darkness,
while you drown in coldness.

Your fate has been sold,
your future, controlled.

The world has since grown,
and yet still, they don’t atone.
It’s best this way, let it take you, just rest.
I promise you, you wouldn’t want to see this mess,
as to this day, you are still being repressed.

The waves crash, the silence echos,
i pray to your gods, that you stand free in meadows.

Free from shackles that chained your dreams.
Free from the screams.
Free from these desperate plees.
Free from this disease.

I’m sorry you suffered,
I’m sorry you weren’t given a chance.
And instead sink further into the oceans dance.

Love Forever, your anti-admirer,
you don’t deserve to be solus, i wish that you find your freedom in sollace.