Thoughts in all different directions
One for dark
One for light
One for the gray
Am I that which drinks the rich blood of life and those in it?
Do I pour forth my soul into the world and enrich it?
Or do I take what I can from life and rule it?
The mind of one fought for by three
My dragon
My boy
My wolf
My demon
My angel
My machine
Do I control them?
Or am I their puppet?
Or they me?
Or am I them?
Am I nothing without them?
Do you know what it's like
To have one mind yet three ideas?
Do you know what it's like to love, hate, and be indifferent all at once?
Or am I and my three alone?
Never will I allow them to take control alone again.
