It’s like he wants to be saved

But constantly remaining a slave

To the things he cannot change

So I’m confused why he’s contained

To this mental prison

Not sure why he’s resisting his intuition

But I hope one day he wakes up and listen

Because temptation is plastic

It just has a shiny glisten

So I release him into the wild

He has to heal his inner child

Revelations so profound

That I would be insulted to stick around

& Watch him burn himself into suffering

Like he’s sick but refuses to do surgery

It’s like he’s content with the emotion of hurt you see

& Since I recognize the signs

I’ll leave him to rot and die

& When he awakens from this nightmare

& Realizes why

I’ll be so far into abundance

That I won’t even notice his cry.