Desolation

I'm hiding within this cascading oppression.
your breath carries me away,
so I reach for you;

but nothing seems tangible.
Shuffling emotions from deep within,
scatter along the roadside;

hidden from my own existence.
The shadows dance when I fall
upon broken glass.

My damaged body only seems like
a reflection from my insanity
buried inside my innocence.

And the world spins around me
manipulating reality to a paradigm,
Scorched and shunned I denounce you.

And it's not until I pull my individuality back
and let that hold me together,
that I remember you.

I no longer need to sacrifice who I am
to be happy without you,
It's that I'm happy with you.

I'm happy knowing I don't have to succumb to
the conglomerate views of the world and I'm no
longer poisoned with lies. Axiom.

Because I've matured.
Picked myself up from the broken glass,
bandaged my body and walked on.