Can't hide the horror.
Your opinion of me weighs less than sunlight.
You are not the shaper of things.
Stale wind & ash.
It is beyond you.
Something is broke inside you.
How am I to function with such limitations?
I do not bend to your will.
Change is constant yet things stay the same.
Together?  Yes together.
Is this what grief looks like?
I don't like where this is going or has been.
The time line is stitched back together out of sequence.
Drain the energy from you safely.
"Serve no master but your own ambition".
It was a failure.
Your all that's left.
Fighting to hold on to what you were is destroying you.
The weakness of your species.
Touch me & die vermin.
Everything is different.
A self destructing time bomb.
Overloads & explodes.
Stuck in time.
Fear the night.
No harm no foul.
May or may not be evil.