Freedom: Falling Through The Rabbit Hole

Wrestled from shore by sunlights tide

Lost and alone without my guide

The darkness has been set aside

To it, lifelong, had I been tied

Nauseous feelings coincide

With this act of genocide

Waiting for the mind to decide

When the light will again run to hide

Almost certain it will subside

Before the end of this joyride

Drowning in sunlight

Gasping for the words to write

Desperate for malaise

To put an end to this blissful phase

I need the darkness to thrive

And the mania to feel alive

Wanting to be manic

The true me, organic

Feel like I’m in a panic

I am not comfortable with this new dynamic

Why do I have to take the pills

I don’t like this me with no frills

Missing the intoxicating thrills

I don’t find that this synthetic state fulfills

The inner prompting within me instilled

How can I awaken

The part of me that’s been taken

The voice thats been forsaken

The soul now uninspired, and,

As fucked up as it may be,

Without my illness I feel so empty

I’ve begun now to envy

The lucky ones still hardwired

With racing thoughts and wide eyes

Walking free yet disguised

luckier than they realize

I am ready to cut the strings,

Go on my own and spread my wings

And experience what this inherent madness will bring

Down the rabbit hole I fervently plunge

Voraciously awaiting reintroduction

To the pure, unprocessed, chemical-free

version of me

The one which God, in his vision, purposefully molded and brought into being.