Let me get away.
Let me put my soul in this box,
And send it to the reincarnate.

I can't handle this burden.
I must disconnect myself from all these words.
These images seem to burn.
Every thought with a double meaning.
My dirty mind requires cleaning.

Help me but I won't accept it.
If you criticize I will reject it.
I cannot seem to get away.
Yet at the same time I need to stray,
From the abstract conception of my creation.
I'll delude myself in this elation.

I'm pushing on a revelation.
Or am I just ignoring patience.

Please.. I ask myself.. To fade..
So I can understand, my thoughts..
Today..

Peace of mind.. In a sound..
Please, where is my true self?
Above or underground..

Now the flow changes..
My state of mind rearranges.

Breaking away from the definition.
Disassociated from my reality..

Come and stay a while..
Because I'm leaving this mess..

I'm content because there's no surface any more.
I won't give myself away to any whore.

I think this sounds perfect. It's one of those poems that just sounds like its been written with so much conviction. It sounds deep and I like the way it flows.