Woe, Little Godling!

Here I stand, eye to eye With the image we created and it's curse I've idolized I've no recollection of a breath I took unburdened by the self it built within How was I to know, it was traitor on the mirrored side Here I stand, eye to eye With the ghost of these abuses and the shame it weaponized Every truth that it hid - a life colonized, beset by the guise of care for next of kin But if I'd have known what made it seem like it was right I could've grown Uneager for these fights And you'll receive no prayer nor a reprieve, Woe, little Godling! Your vessel takes it's leave I see the truth evaded by belief, Woe, little Godling! I gave you everything I hold blame in scores Took my wounds, turned them out and towards Any stable ground Safety meant knowing I could drown You'll receive no prayer nor a reprieve, Woe, little Godling! Your vessel takes it's leave I see the truth evaded by belief, Woe, little Godling! I gave you everything I'll outlive what you made out of me, Woe, little Godling! I see you in retreat