I Have To Rant

Formerly the Experience Project and now Similar Worlds..

The cage in which my insanity resides;
The prison wherein my depression awakens;
The cell walls where I crack my head open and spill out my madness.

A vile venom courses through these veins.
Decaying my body, corrupting my mind, torturing my soul.
Something created over the span of my life.

And so every day, I return to my cell; my cage; my prison.
The steel bars creak and the stone walls crack,
my emotions seeping out like water from the rock.

But the places I go - here, there, anywhere;
There is no anti-venom to be found;
There is only treatment and temporary relief
For the life-draining venom to which my blood is bound.