Chapter I

...Do you know me ?
...Who I really am ?
I am heartbreak and depression,
I am pitiful and pathetic,
abrasive, deceptive,
unsure and inventive .
I am unending sadness,
a gateway, a teacher,
a slave to the labyrinth .
I am an emotional nightmare,
a molecule of torn edges,
an atom vibrating on my own frequency,
completely in tune with nothing .
Builder of my own mythology,
death surrogate in love with matyrdom,
praying for it everyday,
before they realise my shame,
my failings,
my self loathing and mind of lies .
Insane . In pain .
Do you know me ?
Muse destroyer .
Jaded beast of cosmic, cosmic design .
Friend of the dead, cannibal soul eater .
Out of place . Out of time .
Amateur priestess . Apprentice .
Other world . Woman chief protector of the faith,
Holy Soldier, in the third regiment,
in the secret army of the nightmare .
Gods .
I am a traitor, a coward,
a weakling, a satyr,
broken stem, wilting flower,
armor plated,
atomic powered .
I am a liar, I am truth,
and I am free .
I eagerly devour, the terror of decay,
and sever the souls of my enemies, but am I a poet ?
Endangered saviour ? Eternal child ?
War throat ? Well ...
Do you know me yet ?
Do you ?
I don't .