Madness

Awakened from this bitter torment,
Such a sweet sound of solitude I find
Within myself now.
There is no muse who drives my words anymore,
No more tangled strings in my head.
Torn away within myself for so long,
This emancipation is long overdue.
To break my bonds free of every rusting chain is bliss.
And with this, my fire returns.
Generated from the darkest pits of my heart.
Spinning smoke through words once more.
The world again is mine to own.
The skies will not hold me,
Hell will not drag me back.
Yet again a vagabond,
Drifting through existence to find my way.
But this feeling is too good.
To let all my trials lay to waste?
Madness!