Inversion, Imprisonment [Six]-2

"Bleak... all around me, weak... listening, incomplete. I am not a dog, but I'm the one you're dogging. I am in a buried kennel, I have never felt so vital... Someone find me please, losing all reserve..." -Purity

What matters now is escaping a prison, one that entraps my sense of understanding input. Darkness surrounding most, if not all of my options,  life ain't peachy. Is it me? Is it more? Is it my own body striking out against the shell that it is? Why do I claw at walls the same color as the light that casts in my cell, as if it helps to illuminate in the darkness as opposed to the actuality of it highlighting said bleak prospects. The candle that hope and effort would normally be still requires a spark, a spark necessary for survival as the surrounding darkness itself tries to creep into a brain with gates that could be open or closed at any time. How many others have died in this false asylum in this state, in this way?  I do not know but is there a reason to want to? I can hear wandering husks of their former selves roam the halls, possibly more free than I, but even more crippled. They do not understand, they cannot understand, so instead they misinterpret. I know his place is taking control of me... I can feel their sinewy tendrils in my veins... I may not be the first, I will not be the last but I must escape. Confusion, is destroying what remains trapped here within, while other conditions take what is left. 
Creeping finality, so soft, so powerful, at its most pure... 
Regardless, escape is still possible... Riding atop a beheaded horse.
- "Nothing is real but fear now."

"Do you know that life is ending?
As we go, the dots connecting, 
We had our chance to save the garden,
As it dies, my souls will harden..."
-Serj Tankian Feed Us

Devotions [Six] Part 1.

I                            don't know why                            I never told you...
" BE FAITHFUL! BE PRECIOUS! BE MINE!!!"- Slipknot "The Nameless" 
And I                    don't know why                            I never tried...
1.I view the sights through a piece of solarized glass...
And I crept. And I ran... and I saw... and I took. Only I had not.
From afar the things I saw in my state of distorted sights, a sense of vision that would
change back into reality before the end of the week. But you'll keep working, unsure. Most of what you plan is not that which ever comes to fruition for you have not the complete devotion you feel you need yet at the same time you work towards that which certainty has not been ever present. Certainty walks through the same maze you do. Glimpses are all you ever notice, as every other place of a similar purpose you enter does not have a structure that like a maze, and by that I mean that you have no goal or beginning and end determined by a start and a finish. But unlike a maze, this "maze" you do not exit by finding the solution. Instead it goes away as it pleases. Glimpses of certainty walk through the maze as you do, and the pursuit of it may actually be the reason for which you decide to enter the maze... But it is not. You do not choose to enter the maze it simply appears and hinders that which are your normal actions.
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This is everything to me.
She is The unattainable.
A song that no one sings
The unattainable, she's a myth that I have to believe in...
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I am but a prisoner to my fate.

Iam Morre

Taped in, nailed in, shaped in, hailed in, locked in, boxed in, mocked in, blocked in, drugged in, bound in, plugged in, found in. These men and women, clad in black, all they want is to hold me back. Held in, stuck in, welded in, chained in broken in, slept in, pulled in. The calm voiced woman in white... she keeps telling me not to fight... Beaten in, cheated in, cursed in, burned in, compacted in, fractured in, departed in, shafted in, flushed in, distilled in, sliced in, diced in, cut in, infected in, dejected in, contained in, drained in, melted in, smelted in, grown in, blown in, damned in, slamned in, brought in, bought in, blamed in, shamed in, cried in, died in, they have all but destroyed me in order to keep me in my greatest prison... my own skin...

I am Iam Morre and I am more than I appear.

YouThey cannot keep me from you.

I have the will and

it scares themyou.