Trapped

Here I am again lonely in the hours of the dead, my body advertently refused to obey the order of nature to set my spirit free

Asking the same questions over and over.

Looking at the peace in which you lay for your body as the rest had set your spirit free according to nature's command.

Did I acted fast?
My heart was convinced that the human laying beside my body should be far from my soul but I might have open an unknown gate playfully for the tone he uses now was meant for the god to whom I belonged but, he's the one here and he got the wrong message written with pen without eraser.
A mistake I can't correct without leaving a trace.

Was I above myself again?
Same script playing different casts but this time with a little twist in which the tree has no escape roots
But this shouldn't be a problem
"Heartless" is one of my infamous titles constantly playing on the tongues of men but I lack the balls they see in me
So I prayed...