One step forward, then two steps back. I’m leaning on a mental heart attack. My inner voice is pleading to resist, foreshadowing a plot that’s soon to twist. Liberation, it seems, may mean death. Freedom may only come in a dying breath. What is reasoned in this quick decision, Seems like a lifetime of calculation. It’s one click on the clock, a blink of an eye, One temptation. A chess piece forced to move in such a way as to lose. A pawn in a game that can’t be won. The only way out is to take the turn, no place to hide, and no place to run. My mind is my prison Anxiety my sentence My mind is my prison I cannot escape Pushing forward, I’m falling back. Shoulder in the wall, I’m bouncing back. My inner voice is pleading to submit, The only choice is to quit. Liberation, it seems, may mean death. Freedom may only come in a dying breath. What is reasoned in this quick decision, Seems like a lifetime of calculation. It’s one click on the clock, a blink of an eye, One temptation. A chess piece forced to stop in such a way as to lose. A pawn in a game that can’t be won. The only way out is to take the turn, no place to hide, and no place to run. My life is my prison Anxiety my sentence My life is my prison The only escape THIS IS NOT REAL!!! I fabricate this lie because I’m flesh. Is there another way?! One step back, then two steps ahead. I’m leaning on faith instead. My inner voice is pleading to resist, foreshadowing a plot that’s soon to twist. Liberation, it seems, may mean death. Freedom may only come in a dying breath. What is reasoned in this quick decision, Seems like a lifetime of calculation. It’s one click on the clock, a blink of an eye, One temptation. A chess piece forced to move in such a way as to win. A missing pawn in a game that can’t begin. The only way out is to take the turn, no place to hide, and no place to run. My life is my prison Anxiety my sentence My life is my prison The only escape My mind is my prison Trust my sentence My mind is my key [spoken word] I have chosen freedom
