I was ME
ME became WE
Broken mind
Divided individuality
Duality a virtue gained
Tribulations designed to fill the void in me with disdain
My mind they try to run
What Have I becoME?

Not myself
nOt someone you want to yourself
not something good and wanted
An infected creature mutating to monster
Who would want to Help?
No one but my otherself
Demons scratching at my soul
offering fame, fortune and gold
I didn't sign on the line
So it was my soul that was stole
Incomplete and searching for me to be me once more whole and not just a memory of what used to be
I decide what becomes of me
Not you
not they
not gods, demons or lying saints
In my hands falls my fate.

© WARDYN