I draw a circle on my chest
I raise my fists to the sun
And one at a time
I hammer them down
Like a mute drum
My body resonates feeble
While my heart keeps pumping pain all around
Skin turns into fire
Fire turns into night
Blood stains take the shape of a scorpio
I hit it whispering a child tune I used to sing
With bloody knuckles I disfigure my past
With tearing eyes I learn to see inward
Broken bones push out my skin
Like a warped flower about to bloom
I spit memories
I inhale answers
Broken bones push out my skin
Like a warped flower about to bloom
I spit memories
I inhale answers
A gold sphere escapes my stomach
It spins and levitates
Charged by my same frequency
Slow like a planet about to die
Rings of light surround my body
Blue flames build me my armour
Static noises scream like thunders
While my mass expands
In symbiotic exchange with the flowing energy
My chakras bleed out earth’s whispers and tears
Like a fountain draining subterranean rivers
I turn water into blood
And I squeeze blood into air
With the sphere now in my hands
I raise my head to the sky
Aiming at the moon
I throw my darkness into darkness
With all the strength my flesh holds in
Black regenerates into a white rainbow hitting my cranium
Salt rains on me
My wounds dance like boiling water
My heart loses the beat and collapses
Eyes close up
Silence spreads
The path to light has been opened once again.
