The metal rods penetrate into the sleeping energies around you.
For the moon's shadow is bright, especially on a night like this.
And you lay, asleep, the ease of steady breath slowly echoing
into and out of your body.
And yet you find yourself imprisoned at such a young age.
The cold ice feeling contrasting with the pure white energies
contained in the same molecules -
and this is what your world is summarized as.
The crib that holds you within the deadly cycles of humanity forevermore.
