Standing at the gravesite of everything that had shaped me as a person
As a human being
A soliloquy for who I used to be
Everything I had come to know was just manipulation of a fragile soul
Your hands guided the strings in an eloquent display of artistry
But then you cast your stones
Left me for the wolves, empty and alone
The shattered fragments of what remain glisten with the dance of a burning flame
Nothing to stand for, nothing to prove
Baptized by fire, born again, but with you removed