I’ve been held hostage-

I felt Stockholm Syndrome and PTSD and schizophrenia-

Around the clock.

The aching was dulling.

I felt institutionalized and imprisoned and unforgiven.

I had trouble-

So much trouble-

Kept having trouble, stepping out of the small walls and small halls and small mind frames and small boxes I’ve collided against.
And you- YOU watched me shivering, squirming, dying, drying out and stood idly by.

You said I was fucked up.

You shook your head in despair, in disbelief, in shame –

Like me being me was KILLING you.
And thank you- SOCIETY.

Thank you- DADDY.

Thank you -stuck up selfish, racist, sexist, rightist, leftist, cosmically stupid-ish BASTARDS.

Had you interfered I’d still be dependent.

Stupid Clock.

I’d still be tiny.

I’d still be coming to you

Begging you

For your worthless approval.

I’D STILL FUCKING LOVE YOU.

Not anymore. I’m free.

I took back my identity. Free.

I took back my life. Freedom.

I took back my glory. MINE.

I took it back and now I can only let go- of the hurt, the guilt, the lies, the pains-

They are merely Marley’s chains, merely teeth de-fanged-

I’ve been released.

No more fucking clock.

Renewal will be my first purchase

Thanks to a second chance ransom.

I waste no moments.

Watch me be free.

Watch me be.

Watch me.