I am a vessel with a soul that receives no recognition of my existence. I am a bottle with an antidote disregarded for its bitter taste. I am a history with a lesson forgotten through the course of time.

I am full, yet I feel empty. I am asleep, yet I feel restless. I am still, yet I feel in motion. I am alive, yet I feel dead inside.

Take my arms in your warm embrace to remind me I am never alone. I noticed the distance between our skin as you held me close. You started building walls, now it's time to burn my bridges. In a castle filled with servants, all there was left was the king.