Shadow Drift - The Interbeing

For centuries I’ve wandered

Across terrains of betrayal, stretching with no surface

Disregarded I sweep the regions of denial

Forgetting my intent

Slumbering wounds of despair are revived

Stirring my truculence

I recall my reflection was deprived

Leaving me shadowless

I shelter in the breath of the unreal

Defective with my face torn aside

I shelter in scopes of unreal

Retaining days of how I derived

I shelter in scopes of unreal

Surreal

Visions of the neglected amplify

Turning in progression

Rediscovered mirrors of scorn multiply

Summoning my reprise

I reshape into my form of sinew

Gaining my savagery

Sliding on oceans of bile I pursue

Seeking my replica

I shelter in the breath of the unreal

Defective with my face torn aside

I shelter in the breath of the unreal

Reaching the verge I decelerate

Pacing down I note a shape on the brink

As it clarifies I recognize my eidolon quietly waiting

Waiting for me

To render

I shelter in the breath unreal

Spawned to misderive