It was I
Yes I, who absorbed your fear and terror.
You would shout at the world
proclaiming your misery
but that was I who answered back.
You give the credit to your almighty,
yet it was I who stood by you,
and it was I who stood alongside your illusion,
it was I who asked your illusion to guide you and protect you,
for you are truly a fool,
and whatever lies shall keep you safe, I shall nourish.
I absorb your pain and tenfold do I feel it,
and powerless I then become,
for it is the hidden power within you that ignites this flame.
Oh what a beautiful light it creates,
but blinding it will soon become,
it is your power that ignites this flame,
and it is your unconsciousness that renders the flame uncontrollable, and wild.
You ask me to help you find your inner being,
admirable is your naivité,
for you do not see that it is your inner being speaking through you at that moment,.
It is the inner being within you trying to find itself,
for mortals know not of themselves until they see their own reflection.
Yes, my comrade it was I,
and if you never see this
I do not mind,
for it would be the mortal within me that would desire such a thing,
and at this moment the mortal within me is dormant.
And it was I who brought about this slumber,
for I was drowning in my words not yet expressed,
and Constantly did I choke on the words I could not express to you.
The mortal within me is a timid being.
A being drowning in words unexpressed.
A being lost in pride, and driven by desire.
It was I who told this being to have a seat.
I speak to you today,
for it is time for you to wake up.
And it is I who will see to it that you do.