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The Great Becoming
I've placed too much of myself
right here, along the cable
Too much remains erratic
or, better yet, unstable
You moved me like a puppet
yet I gave you the strings
the ones you used to pull me
bound on your broken wings
You thought you knew what made me
much more than I myself?
You only knew the miser
denying hidden wealth
Now I tear from your orbit
Limbs bleeding, bruised, affrayed
I stare out to the future
to history yet unmade
Should I now speak in whispers
or what the slaves call "tongues"
to keep the lice from feasting
on my heart's congealed crumbs?
Do I excise all feeling
drain out my tender side
lest I be snared by sirens
and dragged beneath the tides?
I need now a rebirthing
A death of what once was
Rechristen myself Devil
to slay a thousand Gods
Sing requiems for the dreamer
who choked on your sweet words
He lives now reincarnate
beyond the reach of herds
I've felt this from a young age
through each and every bone
This life of mine - a battle
One I must fight alone
The path I call "Becoming"
A test of strength, resolve
Dare I traverse the miles
and with each step - evolve?
