good-bye, and good night

who are we to free the dangerous beasts from our well worn cages?

behind the gates of anger and remorse

frozen in time like a heart stopped beating

solitary and alone, and forever in tune with regret

who am i to release my vision

when even i cannot  be certain of it's vengefull wrath

can i know myself

what i'm fully capable of

is there no way to measure the hurt i hide inside

when will i be forever frozen

locked away in a box of glass?