My Release

My Release Hobbes We run through eternity with our heads in our hands Everything is distorted by the blindness of society Nothing I see is real Nothing I hear is true Nothing I touch is there Nothing is nothing but a word It's a word that fills my heart and soul It clouds my thoughts and eats away at what I am We don't quite understand it but we know its there It always twists always turns I see only shades of grey If you look upon my face you will see it All I seek is release All I seek is comfort All I seek is an end But what does it mean to seek an end? In this end who really prospers? I would not, for in death all comes to an abrupt end. My family would be crushed and never be the same My friends would suffer My community would be shaken to its roots Death solves nothing It only creates problems and strife We jump through hoops trying to please everyone Every action planned with surgical persision I hide what I am I hide who I am I hide behind lies I can hide no more Hiding tares at my heart my mind and my soul My family is kept in the shaddows They do not know my true face I can do this no more I will not lie or hide anymore The truth shall set me free Even if it kills me It is possible that I write as a release It is possible that all I do is appeal to others I write to vent I write to share I write to express I write because at the end of the day I always will have my words Nobody can take my words from me My words are what define me I always stand strong I always keep on keeping on This is my release. This is my mind My life My everything Nobody can tell me otherwise!