by Ibis of Isis
<Unfinished>needing a personal metamorphoses, seeing a reflection of the same in society.
|I feel it, a call.
It's time for a change.
The pull, an undertow dragging me to something deeper,
Something more than I've been, or imagined to be.
This inner current drives me up and over the obstacles,
The shadows, they cannot hinder my momentum.
Because now is the time.
I know it as I see it in the night sky.
Feel it as I know it in my skin.
Move or die here.
Change or die here.