Upsetting. Downscattering.

I am living in between ironies,
The false and the true,
The old and the zoo.
Buried deep beneath proud purple
And gold baby blue
Lies a rich, hidden lie
That I cannot escape.
It hides, it boils, it weeps
Inside of me, shattering my organs
With acid-rain tears for things I can't erase
About myself...

For I am powerless in its glory.
I am panic-stricken in its strength.
I am daily taken apart, piece by piece,
Knowing full well that I cannot remain a whole
In this place...

If I run, my legs will only take me so far
Before my prison, slithering fancy,
Grabs hold of my sandal and ever-so-slightly sucks my heel
Into hell again...

...So where in the name of hell/home am I?

This particular webcomic is fairly well-known, but I just can't help it. Gotta post this one. My life motto, you could say :)

It's a Beautiful Thing :)