I’ve lived a thousand lies
Dreamed a million dreams
Imagined an era of fantasies
Yet none has come to be
I live
Captured in my own heart
I reside
I yearn for release
Yet fear the escape
‘Save me!’ I yell
To the shadow of my former self
‘Return to me!’ I plead
To the distant memory of me
But gone are the childhood days
Time to put away childish things
Locked in the treasure chest
Of my internal being
There are only two copies of the key
The key to unlock my defenses
The key to make my escape
The key to my true freedom
There are but two copies of the key
One belongs to me and the other to thee
But who is thee?
Who is thee to rescue me?
Lost at sea are thee?
A long distance from me
Who art thou strange traveller?
Why can’t I see?
So until I make my destined escape
My glorious trek to victory
The fortress remains my only sanctuary
The sole sanctity of my being
Until……….
I meet thee
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