Release

The Old Way,

the same way,

Another day,

predictable

decay.

Stiff muscles

stubborn brain,

neverending pain.

Say once again

- what I already know

maybe not in vain

if you achieve your goal.

Why can't let it go?

Scars won't close,

your true self will show.

Death is coming,

certain but slow.

Someone help me,

get us out of here.

My eyes cannot see,

my ears cannot hear.

Touch me then

and release me

from my fears,

from the Spell

- so I can finally

move.