From within the cauldron I try to claw through the cold steel. Climbing through this hell hazed concoction I inhale the fumes of fatality. Melting in morose memory of malignancy, churning the chemicals inside my brain. Collapsing current crashes down breaking the tides smothering my being. I consume this bitches brew against my own free will. I fill with all I can swallow. Shapeshifters. Sedated by the soft secretion of shallow escape, raped by repenting mistakes. Captive to the whirlpool wrenching me apart, harnessed by the heaving of my heart. Strapped to the inter rim of all becoming naught, I swim through the flowing of all I've forgotten. Inside the revelations of the abyss I tremble with all I've missed. The light fades, through darkness I wade, engulfed in flames, peering at the blade. Cutting, come in, cutting, get out.