The wings of a sigh

What route have I
Who cannot abide
To be trapped inside
My own mind?
Upon what wings can I fly?
Is it the weary sigh
Released by a discontented life?
How long I have tried
How many tears I have cried.
And yet I remain dissatisfied
With being confined:
Stimulus defined.
And yet I have not died
I still yearn to be alive
Still seeking the light.
(Chaos I deride,
Like the meaningless buzzing of flies;
No freedom flies
When one, without purpose decides-)
I'd rather die
Trying to do what is right.
Truth revealed in a flash of insight-
And yet I lag behind
Trying to decide
Something I can't deny;
I struggle to apply
The lessons I find
In order to escape the lies.
And yet I can't believe that I
Will be just cast aside
For Goodness knows, I've tried.

Well done Sir Lucid.
Much pain but your courage counters it.

a reply to: WalkInSilence

Ahahaha!
*Bows to the wister*
Once more I have to contend that eloquence is not my gift!
For that there perfectly captures my situation.
Trapped between pain and courage xD

Awesome Young Warrior! Still one of my favorite writers!!!

a reply to: Night Star

Thanks, Star!