Criticised for simply being yourself.
Knives are drawn ready to disembowel your strength.
Two faced shadows looming over your days.
Menace is a card that these predators love to play.
No sense of regret for pain they thirst to inflict.
Forging their enjoyment if you crumble to bits.
Lingering here will only strip you of sanity.
Break from these shackles and retain your humanity.
Never let their darkness flatten your soul.
You live in the light, while they murder from a realm that is hollow.
Keep beauty in your heart and stand to fight.
You can more than survive when you burn bright.
Confined to sanctums meant to torment.
Shatter these binds that try to keep you stagnant.
Conformity is how they wish to exert control.
Detach their obsession to subvert their role.
Free from grasps you never asked to bare.
Escaped, you carry the torch you have always aimed to!
Simon A Jackson - Writer 