Continuance of Burning Metal...

Don't cry to me,
I'm already, drowning.

My tears like a river, no
An ocean of salty, sweet memories.
Thoughts are suffocating.

My mind is wondering, will
I ever be able to feel?
My pain is nothing,
My mind is haunting.

Could time be holding me, against
My will. I am surrounded, fenced
Caught off guard in a dream.

Again, I pause, look around
Nothing seen, no sound.
No comfort in a 'home'.

Again the fetter has me bound, taken
All of my dreams are heartache broken.
Tapestries sway with the flame.

The inferno is intoxicating.
My candle, breezed to bitterness, far
Away I feel a presence, the stars.

I look up every now and then,
Only to find myself in defense,
No more memories.

They, those bitter, salty, sweet, burning memories, are keeping me here, locked away, alone with the fetters.