An illicit lick of your fiery tongue,
It was needed to unbalance me,
And my unconscious surrendered.
Your torture unhinged me,
From the beginning my innocence was lost,
I was never whole…never me.
A mere shadow of my Shadow,
That you so eloquently portrayed,
I became you, my eternal aggressor.
Everything was in place:
I was to fall and give you my authentic Self,
But your death prevented this.
Such a mistake, such a joy,
And such a bizarre torment,
Your spirit alive, the body of the tyrant gone.
You remained alive in me,
Desecrated my memory,
But I woke up to who I really am.
I buried the divine in me,
At your command I gave up…
Never again will I bow my head.
Run, you can’t hide, I’m everywhere,
And the demons will rejoice
At the sight of your mangled soul.
You shan’t rest in peace!