What tag should I remove to live the life I want?
What should I make me understand when I hear a resounding hiss deep inside my heart?
There is a volcanic heat inside me waiting to erupt – to embalm me into the deep soil.
There is fear inside me, which can take me into the darkest of cavern where damnation is celebrated, where blood is being sucked through eyes!
Creepy images rattle my sleep. The dream of discord is propelled from here.
I wake up seeking answers to the morbid feel I’m being pulled into.
The images of sea surfing up, the haunting white castles, the snake-headed-friends, the claustrophobic cells, leaves me stiff and lip-tied inside the stuffy dark room.
“Where to I’m being drifted?” Is the tag I’m wearing carrying me away?
Should I tear it off?
No. There is no life without tags. I swear - rather I bet.
Let your heartbeats die and dreams turn scary; but you hide inside your tags.
“Hey!” You may kiss your tags now!
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