My Myth, Part 2: Abduction and Release

Each day my mind weaves a shroud
And each night it is unraveled
For despite the words I speak
They are lies to delay my duty.

So often it feels as though
It is forbidden to grow
Not by the authority of a Mother
But a self-imposed imprisonment.

As time passes
It is beyond me to recall
On what day, at what time
What moment did I consume those cursed seeds?

Was I freed from the shackles of that cave wall
Only to wander, invisible?
Unknowingly, a ring slipped on my finger
By those devilish, dancing shadows.

 

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