Dragon, Metamorphosis and Enlightenment

I feel it burn within, without, what is this phase that is playing out? It makes me talk before I think, unless I walk I start to sink.

The faults I thought I had no more, are taking over, my mind is war. My breath, my skin, my speech they ooze, from drunken thoughts and discount booze.

I thought you died you horrid dragon, but still you steer this one-man wagon. Get off my seat you ghastly beast, its mine to drive this is my feast.

You weren’t invited to live this life, I thought we dealt with this old strife. The feast is mine and so its fruits, get out the car, take off my boots.

My friends you meet you hug and greet, they think your me, you lousy cheat. I stabbed you once I’ll stab you twice. When you are dead, again I’ll rise.

I’m death, I’m dying, in truth I’m dead, you killed me yes, inside your head. I’m in your shoes, and in your bed, because you left an open head.

There was no one to steer your wagon, I read the sign and it said Dragon. Reserved for me when you were gone, I lived your life cause you lived none.

A dragon’s job is never done, so hate me not you noble one. You lived your life in times that went, you worried about tomorrow’s rent.

You failed to see you live today, so things they came and went away. And now it seems you’re left to watch, I think I’ll kick this up a notch.

Don’t think I’ve left this world to you, your time in here it is now due. I see you now you awful creature, you were in fact a valued teacher.

You took my body and made it yours, neglected me and all my chores. The more I listened and obeyed your voice, the less I had what I call choice.

Until the point where you were me, I had supposed that I was free. But when I woke and felt your breath, I finally saw that you were death

Your actions showed me who you are, you are not me, no from it far. When now I see your truest face, I can come back and rule this place.

You would not die the times I tried, because you had already died. My actions were but fuel for fire, I was fulfilling your deep desire.

With drinks and smoke I did escape, I only helped you taking shape. The more I hid the more you came, I was just playing your stupid game,

The only way to kill decay, to make it stop and go away. I need to live my life today, to shout and jump and yell hurray.

Today is here to be enjoyed, I leave this place this horrid void. It was the pit of you old dragon, we’re switching places, this is My wagon.

And on my ride I will enjoy, my life I’ll live in truth and joy. You did not perish first time around, you licked your wounds without a sound.

You were but hiding to regain your might, preparing for that final fight. I see you now you lowly being, at last I am now truly seeing.

My sudden show of bad behaviour, was nothing short of a life saviour. A transformation to loose my fetter, to go from bad to being better.

I am now present, I am alive, I’m in this body and here I thrive. No longer can your claws me reach, there is no more that you can teach.

The climb to wake is long and steep, I’d rather not fall back asleep. I will not fall I will not hide, I will enjoy my life with pride.

So hear this, dragon I’m thanking thee, for showing you and revealing me. By living life there is no place, for death, decay nor empty space.

So this I say my dearest friend, the dragon brings about the end. So when your skin and breath it burns, the beast and you are taking turns.

You’re taking turns to run your body, its craftsmanship is dark and shoddy. It brings no peace nor joy or ease, its very essence is spelt disease.

To run your thoughts and rule your kingdom, you should use truth and saintly wisdom. When this has left your ways and speech, the dragon is within your reach.

It blocks your life, your flow of thoughts, but don’t be trapped within its knots. Your soul it catches within its dam, but tell it loud I know I AM.