Dying Star

There are crumbs in my bed;
I want a simple life..

She is in a box..meant to be buried
Still on my altar

And I know what it's like to contain the storms of hurricanes
And to shield it within a tiny human frame
That more moments than not,
My body feels to implode...

I
Have
Been
Wrong

To forget to see...

What my savior revealed to me tonight.
How I am force;

Energy..

Neither good nor bad,
The matter-

Rather,
What is it that I am trying to contain?

I am full.
Ready to burst..

Like a dying Star.

Clusters
Contained within my quantum field
As matter...
Neither good,
Neither bad...

I've had it in me my whole life,
This war of demons and angels...

But I don't want to see the seperation anymore.
I
Am
FULL