It's not your fault,
whispering to myself i said,
i am drown by the abyss of Ego,
day by day,
the corruption grows.
Born it is, something new,
different,
inhuman, unearthly and terrifying,
Demon of me, Ego.

It's not your fault,
this time i yelled,
pure emotions you hid within,
-maybe lost from before-
hoping to discover once more.
The Demon does not care for such.

It is your fault,
screaming this time,
lost yourself in a land
-the wrong choice you made-
unknown and not ending,
emotions forgotten from before,
dead, they were no more.
You let yourself to those,
taking you as far as it goes.

But you flew with wings you forgot.




Sh.m