
Freedom of Prose
Unwilling, Unforgiving, Everlasting,
Darkness exhumed my body
Intoxicated by nothing,
A monster overcame
Survived by nothingness,
Indisposed
Time corroding mortality,
The transience of life
Stiffens
Distance widens,
Vacancy fills the void
Isolated, aloof, remorseful,
Words are my only savior
Intertwined and complex,
Swirled in emotion
I am free
Every phrase,
Every line,
Every syllable,
I heal
Penetrated by no one,
Freedom at last
This poem is about:
Me
Our world