(I found this old work in a drawer. It's a bit sketchy.)

Those shackles
you've grown so fond of
No longer hold you back
The burning inside you
spreads deeply
So primitive
so thirsty

Don't hold your breath
those days are gone
Wait just one more moment
Pulse so quick
body so eager
Thoughts unclear
just say goodnight

The ever-present storming
and waiting
Not even qwelled
by rain or wind
Fighting yourself
just hold back
Leash the desire
until it burns away

Each firey ink drop
draws out your life
One more line
wrapping back the shackles
Tighter this time
until the flame dies
So now I may rest

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