---

I step beyond the mirror

Where light twists into silence

Where echoes wear faces

I once called my own.

The roots pulse beneath me

Whispering names long forgotten

Names I have yet to become

Each step peels me open

Layers of reason unravel like dying stars

The air is thick with voices

Honeyed with deception

Sweet with the rot of hidden truths

Through the Shadowed tree

I break, and I am lifted

I dissolve and I am made whole

The horrors, they embrace me

Their hands cold, their touch sacred

And when I reach the threshold

When the last veil falls

I dont know if I am free

Or have I only just begun

Yet in the abyss

A melody calls

A song woven from ruin

From things that should not be