"herein laid mass grave like, my collected thoughts now scattered far and wide like so much seed,
to be eaten by birds or grow into worlds occupied by a thousand more 'me's"
i'd follow you to where the sun won't rise to meet with you on the night that i die.
i swallowed whole my human debt to breed to finally know who father wouldn't let me be;
and how i tried to be someone i wanted to be, i sank into the lungs of an earth who won't sustain me,
then exhaled to see light that could never be so bright, so i'll go blind when i'm back inside her chest.
infernal star, give up on me; i've no more need for eyes to see.
if i fail didn't i at least try [if absolving changes anything]?
and i trailed mid diatribe in this empty room i'm screaming at.
i can't tell the sun not to rise [as if darkness ever held me dear], but i'll wait for you day and night;
if i die first i'll be there.