Inside Out

Inside Out Inspired by Ren’s “Hi Ren” ME Hello again, you slithering shade, Back from the void where monsters are made. I locked the door. I burned the key. But here you are, still haunting me. SHADOW Aww, did you miss me, tender friend? Thought this sad song met its end? You strummed some chords, you took a bow But look who’s crawling back here now. ME You’re not my truth. You’re just the fear, That chews my joy and whispers near. You’re every echo of my doubt, But I’m still standing — inside out. SHADOW Oh please. You love the taste of ache, The weight, the throb, the slow heartbreak. Without me, who would write your pain? Your fame is built on my disdain. ME I bled in ink, but I chose the pen. I walked through hell and back again. You puppeteer, you parasite I see you now in full daylight. SHADOW And still you slip, and still you crave, The comfort of a velvet grave. You dress me up in metaphor, But I’m the crack beneath your floor. ME Maybe so. But cracks let light in, And I’ve grown tired of hiding sin. You’re not the truth — you’re just the test. A weight I carried in my chest. SHADOW You talk so big — brave soul, unchained But I remain in every vein. No exit here, no clean escape, You wear my voice like it’s a cape. ME I wear your voice to prove I’ve grown, To face the seeds that I’ve been sown. You may exist, but you’re not king I’ve learned to cage the suffering. SHADOW We’ll see how long you hold that throne… When silence screams, and you’re alone. ME Then let it scream. I’ll let it howl. I’ve danced with ghosts. I’ve faced the foul. So whisper, hiss, or cry and shout— I’m still alive.

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