Burning through normality...

Sitting on the edge of my indecisions,
contemplating the consequences of my situation.
Struggling to grab hold of my wayward emotions,
In vain I sort through misplaced devotions.

Pure frustration erupts from the caverns of my soul.
A feral sound, disturbing space, creating a black hole.
I spin in the silence that weighs down my heart,
but this organ of flesh longs to burst apart.

The ground closes in and I fall on my knees,
I've settled in a wasteland of dead blackened trees.
One last throb as my heart explodes from my chest,
pieces flutter away on a decaying breeze, no rest...

Fluttering wings stir me from where I've rested my head.
They're dark fairies catching the pieces that are dead.
I look down and see only an empty gaping void.
What used to be my heart is effectively destroyed.

I roll onto my back and watch clouds gathering a storm.
I seem to have settled into what could be called the norm.
In the race of mindless cattle, I have joined the masses.
Not noticing the tick of the clock as time slowly passes.

Deep in the shimmering shadows of my mind sounds a voice,
"So is this it then young one? Is this truly your choice?"
My answer is a shivering breath of inaudible sound,
"No..." is all I can manage and break the ties that bound.

I feel the roar of the oncoming eruptions of dismay,
"You have given up insolent child! Down you will stay!"
"No, I have not!" The tired essence of my being cries,
"I will not fall for deceptions or your unconvincing lies!"

The anger of my soul gives strength to my resolve.
I kneel on burnt earth and feel my thoughts evolve.
Hope flares into life setting my aura aflame.
"I am who I am! I am no being's weak-hearted slave!"

A smug little giggle echoes "But where is your heart child?"
The void cripples my voice, but my fires are riled.
"That piece of flesh does not one's strength make!
I am hope, I am spirit, I am not for you to take!"