Not succumbed to this enclosure
Existentialism a modern right
"To live is to feel"
Your diversion has drifted gray
Subsistence lost on your confines
The flame of yours borne by my languor; you flourish.
My relapse the sun of your universe
Exposure of a biblical body.
Take my world as I take your fear
Your hindrance is just that; not a triumph;
Not only have I repelled the conquest of such fiends
Liberation within breath
But with each gasp the view is fogged
As the glass remain.
Even the vivaciousness of my light fails to penetrate such humbling enclosure.
Alas, incomparable strength conveys my voyage to search for
Feard :: Energy.