Naked Freedom
The cold steel bore fruit as the shocking blue took over my soul,
The pressure finally taking its toll.
I crave to be free - I squeeze, I tug,
I pop out, free - oh, it was oh so snug…
Feeling myself fall down was overwhelming,
I sense myself roll…
down…
my…
body…
My skin is green, my eyes are black,
I stand in my old self
My skin,
piled up
like clothes
on a
bedroom floor
i am naked and free