Cocooned

Sculpted my man and perfected to last But your fingers nurtured the eggs heavy handed Synthetic cocoon, auto claustrophobia Bones break, skin tears, I transform! Brutal and frozen, reptilian dying to evolve. Angry ants are swarming, large, now awakened and out of control Fueling this abominobal, chaotic form of a beast that reflects my own being Dreamt I was a man, was perfected to last but the image has gone, blood I will lust You have no idea what you had You do not know what you got till its gone