i thought you were the monster hiding beneathe my bed.
but i saw you there,
and you couldn't hide from me,
scar me with your insecurities,
the ones i will not pass on to future generations,
teaching me lies,
never wanted them,
never wanted to be your son.
and just because you gave me life,
doesn't mean you have to be part of it,
searching,
i am,
running,
i am digging,
you are the monster,
hold on to nothing.
ripping.
there is a way,
i've found my way,
i am not lost,
and now that i've found me way,
i can be free,
searching, digging,
running.
help me.
who am i?
i am on the path so give me the power.
i am not lost like you told me.
it's the soil in you.
i was your son,
who am i now?