For the longest time I sought meaning,
Meaning behind my very existence.
I looked through the chest of echoes unclaimed,
Searched the closets of pieces untamed
I even peeked through my cracks,
But it was nowhere to be found
I couldn’t comprehend any of it
Perhaps it was intangible or something unbound
One day I found a sliver of purpose stuck in my soul
Not coming out no matter how much I dig
Did i choose my purpose or did it choose me
If neither of us did then I wonder who did
What if I was never meant to find it but… become one?
I have seen too much to unsee
I have felt too much to unfeel
I have learned too much to unlearn
I am past the point of no return
I am a rupture in the illusion,
A crack through which the light causes intrusion
An anomaly in this game of delusion
A fire soaring high with precision
But don’t mistake my goal
For simply reaching the summit
I’m raising myself into
who I am becoming
