Im going to regret
Writing every single word
On my soul, flesh, paper, electricity
Flows from my being like
A star has exploded.

My very essence has been transformed.
What catalyst has caused such change?
Alchemical reactions to extreme emotion
Solidified in the will to become
A free soul.

Bring about my decalcification!
Bring forth the rudder that steers me to victory,
And bash my ******* skull in.
Make me a free man, my soul,
Restore to me the primal essence.
That primitive vitality, Lord,
Let me become You.