Animal King

Ego the enemyDesire to make, to sate and come trueAn ideal world, made in myself......The enemyAll that I don't want to knowa constant anodyne nightTo be the one with bone in her teethand a veiled sighIn losing myself I find ID & IDetached, alone and wanderingCold and vacant stareHow I forgot myself, to lose all sense of wholeThat I never, never really hadSilence. No one heard his call. No oneRenounce yourself