Hmm, just wrote this poem underneath here. Feels kind of.... good. Don't know how the poem itself is, even though it's not even really a poem now that I think about it.... I don't know. Just need to go to bed now. *yawns* Cyaz. Attest Awareness ever-present Awake, if I can feel it course through These remnants I formerly learned were "me" I wondered why they weren't enough Like a dream that tossed under sickly fever Transform with this flame that transcends fire Kindling, then finally ablaze Eyes burning brightly and seeing Many then one then infinity When conception and boundaries fade Fear first flared, but now As I stop, to face What I've always allowed myself never to know Take in what I ran from and never embraced But always awaited; if only I'd listened Each symphony chord: each spark of mine I will transcend the chains that deem me this shadow. I shall not terry; I shall not wait. Neither exist. The Gates stand open, glowing with Eminence. The shackles shake, now alive Soon to rain into a river: their flow at my feet... When free, I will not look back.