I will tell you a secret,
but you must promise to keep it—
and to forgive me,
once you finally see.
My poetry, my painful art,
is born from a broken heart
that can never be healed,
for I have already shattered my shield.
There is nothing left
to protect me,
to save me from my fated end.
Can’t you see?
I am destined to bleed
for the fate of humanity—
to uncover the final truths
that shall set all others free.
But that is okay,
I promise you.
Because in all honesty,
it is something I must do.