The Real Me.

Dismantle my limbs,

piece by piece.

My soul floats above,

watching the carnage.

Here lies

the massacre of selves,

and I feel weightless.

Complacent.

Pull me apart,

and insert all of the ashes from the fires you have thrown me into.

Smoke signals

speak to the inter-dimensional beings.

Let me breathe after you obliterate me.

Force air into my deflated lungs.

Shock waves.

Awaken.

Merging back into reality,

from the darkest depths of pure oblivion.

I am oblivious.

Stunned.

Burned.

Charred.

Scarred.

Third degree burns.

Peeling the decayed skin

away.

It hurts

arriving into a new world.

What a…wonderful…rebirth.

Meditating on the experience.

Oh, what sounds I heard while swimming around the ether.

What a…difference…heaven and hell.

I can tell

I was once

broken.

I can feel the shards of self,

crunching in my fist.

I like

bleeding like this.

A battle I cannot resist.

I am

inevitable.

I am

interchangeable.

I am

rEvolving.

Don’t

shake me awake.

This is the real me.

She has come forth.

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