I have memories of a dream,
I am recollecting a prism glare
that fragments and jars my perception,
these shards lose sense and merge into one
of worlds becoming one identity
I lose all sense of intricacy
I inhabit this fallacy
I am a fallacy
the quill and ink extricate me
I am not guilty for my life
and oh what a life I have lead!
sole inheritor of the estate of us
Where to begin,
perhaps the sheer extent of this
second birth in fiery schism
gospel of an illegitimate citizen
in this prison
I used to love and I have been loved
I have felt kisses on my skin
I felt the blood in muscle
loved and loathed the skin I am in
now I find myself sacred
orphan of a redundant line
responsible for trillions
cries, o****** and sins
I used to love and I have been loved!
I am recollecting a prism glare
that fragments and jars my perception,
these shards lose sense and merge into one
of worlds becoming one identity
I lose all sense of intricacy
I inhabit this fallacy
I am a fallacy
the quill and ink extricate me
I am not guilty for my life
and oh what a life I have lead!
sole inheritor of the estate of us
Where to begin,
perhaps the sheer extent of this
second birth in fiery schism
gospel of an illegitimate citizen
in this prison
I used to love and I have been loved
I have felt kisses on my skin
I felt the blood in muscle
loved and loathed the skin I am in
now I find myself sacred
orphan of a redundant line
responsible for trillions
cries, o****** and sins
I used to love and I have been loved!