CAST AWAY
The pressure rises like hot flames on your back
With no one to lift you
Or to carry you through the hell you create
You are lost
Subordinate shadow
Easily cast away without pause
And you melt, blur, bleed
Into the scenery
Of the place they convince you is home
Lost is the inquisitive mind of the child inside
Frightened into accepting your "place"
This pseudo mask they give you
Now, with the strength he provides
You find juvenescence so much easier than before
And you rise
Letting your mask decompose
Like ashes to the ground.
2000,Katrina Rose
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