I
You ever thought
You'd create someday
Someone who would wish
For your death
II
the night lights up
with purging fire
within you
I taste desire
that keeps you awake
in awe, agued
once like me
awaiting to burn
this world
and start anew
III
Change is slow, I tell you
I know, I was born of a collision,
As the lithosphere rose,
Over the millennia, I grew
Quiet. Against my violent birth
You see me, stoic, a will of logos
Make me in an eternal image, if you will
Don’t forget I am changing still
IV
What if there’s an afterlife,
And you find the divine
Will you be satisfied?
Forgive the inhumanity
You’ve seen, Or will you try
All benevolent deity
For sins that burden us
Will you dare to bring
The judgement upon him?
V
"Don't be an introvert," they say.
"Learn to live the way people expect.
Is there something wrong with you?
Do you have to be this... weird?"
Hey! I'm not weird... It's not...
I'm not just a quirk, you know.
No one ever tells an extrovert to be less social.
I'm tired of trying so hard to conform,
Just to be rewarded with sarcastic applause.
I'm not a puzzle; I'm just different from you.
But the gratification you seek from outside,
While I'm stuck with labels meant to be defied,
You expect a bloody metamorphosis.
I'm not a butterfly; did you ever notice?
And the subtle threat your words hold,
The way they've conditioned me
To let others' perceptions nestle in.
See what you do? You mold me into
Something... something alien.
But I hope for a change,
That one day I will be comfortable
Wearing my own skin,
That someday you will let me breathe
When you see the scars
Your expectations create
And how much your acceptance can heal.
VI
I carve my flesh
Wrapped in red
A feast laid out
In dread
Of a God unknown
VII
You’ve thrived so long
Taking pride in ache
Of this chaos
And let flowers die
Drowning in the dark
You’ll thrive from now
Taking pride in calm
Of this chaos
And let flowers bloom
Reborn in the light
VIII
I was born
With Violence
In my blood
And the world
Decided
To be kind
IX
Drowning
The instinct to
Breathe or
Scream
X
I want to tell the tale
Of my existence,
Listen, for I sustain you
As I run, often wild
Or occupy the silence
I flowed well before life
Spread on earth
I carried its soul,
Adrift
Would you believe
When I touched this desert,
That's how you came
Into being