Life is like an iron maiden

Solid and cruel

Piercing your being from every vector

All while feeding you sweet sweet nectar

Pain pointingly

And singing a syren song

All the while the laughter lives on

It takes your will

And crushes your soul

You have to scream out

Fuck you I won’t roll over

I won’t give up

I won’t give you what you want

I won’t be your lifeless husk of a human

Today I am stewing on days long past

And the future flows like a river taunting

Am I the essence or am I the haunting

The clock is counting

Neither up nor down

Just creating a maddening sound

You can’t run from being

You have to go on seeing the starving skeletons

The dog in the cold

The rays of sunshine

And the hope that they hold

You have to believe in something better

Or make it yourself

It’s the only way to maintain sanity and health

So I choose to drive the spikes in

And up the pressure

In order to break free

Into a utopian moment forever