Animal King

Ego the enemy
Desire to make, to sate and come true
An ideal world, made in myself…
…The enemy
All that I don’t want to know
A constant anodyne night
To be the one with bone in her teeth
And a veiled sigh
In losing myself I find ID & I Detached, alone and wandering
Cold and vacant stare
How I forgot myself, to lose all sense of whole
That I never, never really had
Silence. No one heard his call. No one
Renounce yourself