Confession

Perhaps being set in stone drives my real fearBeing labeled once Not able to look awayEven if I did, the receiver wouldn’t dare

I’ve circled the worlds you all told me I couldn’t belongFound a piece of myself in every one and eachLost the me in returnA writer, the split personalityGiving life to a new one on a new day anew

I felt lostBut in every loss I feel more foundIn every depthI feel paralysis The bad becomes the good kind

I’m fed in the dark Prefer the dim over the white Even without a hospital light I’ve performed surgeries that led to my endlessness Never had the map to my own journeyTurns out I was in love with the maplessness

I feel these peopleThey’ve entrusted me their mindsTrusted my wings would protect themThe wisdom of the crow couldn’t get byFelt pains only ever grew afar Feel for one, feel for all

Live for one Survive for all Exist in thousands of minds Millions of pieces found meI’m more of a channelThan a human being

You trusted I wouldn’t walk in the shadows Yet I trusted them with my lightHaven’t seen a creature as sacred as my darkMy words have teethThey cut like a shark

I don’t know how it startedAll I know now is that they have their own lifeOn paperNo matter if it’s real or digital They bring themselves to life

My blood cells they areEach one of them belongs to someone elseThe voice in between couldn’t care lessMy words want to breathe and confess