The mind is the matriarch that guides you into this convoluted illusion of material and matter.

And to break away 

From this cage is 

Equivalent to breaking 

My ribs to 

Free my heart.

It's not just going to hurt.

It's going to kill me. 

"The walls that keep us in and out"

"Prophesies"

I want to plunge

Into a waterfall of words;

Gently swim into 

The unexplored caves of thought. 

Where will I end, I wonder.