Introverted By My Thoughts [✓]

Inhuman

(D. k.)

Breathe,
Breathe,
Breathe.

Everything is just an illusion,
Nothing is real.
It's a dream, it's all a dream.

Breathe...
You can be whatever you wish to be.
Gravity, time, space, nothing applies anymore.
Every great power you need, lies within you.

Breathe...
Close your eyes, and let go.
Let go of everything.
Reach beyond the darkness,
Overcome the light.

Become inhuman,
Become inhuman.

Breathe...
Breathe...

Let go.
Let it all, go.

Fall freely,
You have nothing to fear anymore.
Death is non existent now;

You're inhuman,
You're Inhuman.

(Falls from sky into reality; awakens!)

Is it real or was it all my imagination?
Because when I heard this,
I was levitating, and meditating
The repetition of a phrase, in a phase
"Kings never die"

Just to remind myself I walk fearless on the face of earth,
Clinching death in my fist,
Wearing his crown as possession,
To the devastation of his reputation.
Because I ripped his jaw right off his face, with my hands barely moving.

A significance of my immortality,
A crucifixion of my sanity.
Pain is myth in my memory,
Bleeding is a word I barely remember.
I'm beyond the realms of the physical.
Non explainable, by either science or the mystical.
I'm a legend that was once told years ago,
By the fathers of your father's father.

I am,
Inhuman.