Rise To Fall

In search of perfection I built my own inflexible kingdom
I am so exigent with all that comes, I can hardly taste the new day
Stuck in a sole thought,I never change direction
afraid that everything I've fought for
will turn into dust
It's bleeding, not healing,an inner wound is born,untie the strap that fastens
you to this immobile state
So protected in my armored suit
is it worth it hiding behind the mask?