Asylum

Indecision...
To which misconception shall I quote my omniscient uncertainty?
Where did it begin or end?
Of which source did my petulant dream originate?
Which womb of insanity was it
that spit out the wailing fetus of my
primal instinct to repel security.
to rebel against all odds that held me in,
behind the faded curtain of their jealousy
because:

"She's not just some chick...Don't you know who that is?"

so what
SO WHAT
I scream from the icy pits of hell
where my soul alone exemplifies my desire
to be free from the clenched fists of hope,
tight around my hair,
unmoving,
like my life...

Stopped at an intersection,
where there will never be any green lights,
or chances to run in the street as the sun
rises
over desolate hills of my own world.
Sanctuary from fate where are you?
Why have you not come to save me?

I remain alone in the caves of torture
and oppression.
They tie me up in here with those terrible white straps.
Release me
let me go
I just want to let go of it all...

Please stop feeding me Jello and zapping my brain.
I just want something I can never have:
Freedom from you.