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My body stands still

the shaking has ceased to exist

all the pain that I've blown into this little blue bubble

and while each step I take is towards a place more functional than the last

the bubble gently evaporates and loosens its suffocating grasp



the chemicals dissolve themselves into the helium skies

and unglue its string from my bleeding cuticles

for there is a silver road paved ahead

and ivory paint is dripping down my backbone

but i can clearly hear

of the dying demons in the distance...



can one disconnect themselves from all that once was

without the monsters of yesterday continuiously stabbing metal blades into each rib

is a new beginning so hard for onlooking eyes to accept

that they must unsuccessfully attempt to choke with me with metal spikes



for as i pave this past, destruction will no longer come

and while my actions represent a significantly less traveled past

and I don't need the approval of the demons that once fed me lies

can there ever be a peaceful medium where the keys are thrown into the lake



for as i walk each step, their is much unrest

so many temperature monitored systems left unsettled

and while I cannot save the world

I cannot help by shed a tear for all that lies in the dust



all that is unsettled i seal with a kiss

all that is unjust has flown from the cave

i close my eyes and imagine a time that circumstances have shed their pretenses

and redirect the floodgates to shed a new light on all that lingers below



but my heart now beats deep inside me now...

and those things that are stabbing my ribs have all fallen into the quicksand

there is no greater power than the gentle wave of goodbye

the leashing wires and circuitry has been deactived



farewell to all that i love to hate

and to each creature that I will always hate to love