Poison Rationality

In times like these, Fate chips me,
Whittles away my fortitude,
Bit by stubborn bit of self-resilience.
O, to learn what freedom is
And allow it to fall,
But I am too strong.
I curse my tight grip,
I rue my intensity,
And I hate my might.
Take back your burden!
I carry enough for ten,
Yet you push on more
When I still carry my own.
Doom, you are a cruel tyrant
And Fate, you are a blind lover.
Release me from my duty of strength,
That's leading me to hate.
I haven't known liberty
Since I've known life.
My stomach burns acid,
My heart aches blood and
My brain leaks poison rationality.
Too much, O please, too much.
I do not know what is worse:
The electric-dull pain
Or knowing I will be just fine
If only my eyes would cry.