The Revealing

Imperfection. That's my true definition. Hidden within the prison of Saddness and Konfusion And kaged and shackled by Maddness, and Delusion. A psychotic subconscious, With no place or worth. Alone, embraced by fear. This is my home. Built from stones of insecurity, Barred by steel of konformity. No place for light, Light... Such an alien koncept. Icey black prison of darkness Wardened by Lucifer himself. What irony, his name, Lucifer. I had a visitor. Unexpected but appreciated. Her presence emitting through The thickness of darkness. I kan see. She spoke, and i felt again. She accepted my imperfections. She understood. She was imprisoned herself. Our bond grew strong, We no longer were alone. The prison began to krumble, The stones fell, the bars opened, The shackles broken. Light shined through. We were finally free. She freed me. And in her words, i freed her. But we were released by Love. Love is freedom. Freedom is Love. She is my everything.