K0mori
Servant Supreme
On a pedestal I stand,
teacher, writer, honorable ma'am-
or so they say, to bring a smile.
But I am lucid in denial.
Twice I've tried to find my wings.
Thinking of the pain it brings,
to those I love, it gave me pause.
I cannot ever escape my flaws.
I feel daylight and open skies
then shun it all and dry my eyes.
I cannot have it, my freedom there;
my captors, friends and lovers, care.
Apologies and promises made,
I return to my cell and try to fade
into a void that numbs my soul
and yet I often lose control.
"The prison is full of color and joy,
why would you ever want to destroy
this life you were given without your request?"
I want to know peace, and I want to rest.
I don't know when or where I'll be
when day breaks here and sets me free.
All I know is that my stay
in purgatory ends that day.
teacher, writer, honorable ma'am-
or so they say, to bring a smile.
But I am lucid in denial.
Twice I've tried to find my wings.
Thinking of the pain it brings,
to those I love, it gave me pause.
I cannot ever escape my flaws.
I feel daylight and open skies
then shun it all and dry my eyes.
I cannot have it, my freedom there;
my captors, friends and lovers, care.
Apologies and promises made,
I return to my cell and try to fade
into a void that numbs my soul
and yet I often lose control.
"The prison is full of color and joy,
why would you ever want to destroy
this life you were given without your request?"
I want to know peace, and I want to rest.
I don't know when or where I'll be
when day breaks here and sets me free.
All I know is that my stay
in purgatory ends that day.
