Break

Indeed I...have sucked it up to heights

Unknown to those outside

My body has contained and suppressed and swallowed and abetted

Oh, I...am a stranger to myself

Beneath altruism dwells

A force uncontended; a voice that is tempered

Too boiled and unhindered



Who am I kidding?

I am not some Mother Theresa

If I don't say something soon

I will break from the weight of the high road I take

No



Indeed I...need my chance to fail

Some room to unravel

I need a chance to blame for two minutes

Unbridled, unbrazened

So I...need imaginings of maiming

Fantasies of outright screaming

I need a chance to thrash for minutes

Uncontained, unforgiving



Who am I kidding?

I am not some Mother Theresa

If I don't do something soon

I will die from restraint as a sick subjugate

No



I will move beyond, I'm certain of that

The sooner I go, the quicker I'll be back

I would not threaten or cause you any harm

Have to get this out or my light will go out



Who am I kidding?

I am not some Mother Theresa

If I don't do something soon

I will die from restraint as a sick subjugate

No