Epiphaneia

Call it what you want,

I just call it prfound,

An awakening, my awakening.

The moment I realised that what I thought to be real,

Was probably just a dream.

The time when I figured that you could go to hell,

And guess what when you left, I'd still be just as alive.

It was my moment of introspection,

My coming to self as it were. 

The day that I came to value my uniqueness,

Embrace my absolute unequated worth. 

I had let you lead, as it were by a leesh,

I was literally at your beckon call, 

I had reduced myself to a common servant,

Instead of the royality I was born to be.

Those days were dark and lonely,

I was foolish and very blinded,

By love, lust and my desire for you.

But my Epiphaneia came, brilliantly I was struck.

You were just another man,

Nothing special about you, 

No outstanding charm, 

No extravagant words. 

You were regular, like every normal human being 

And so in my moment of Epiphaneia I took you off the pedestal,

From which you stood in King like grandeur,

Bringing you violently to the reality of your flaws like I had mine. 

My Epiphaneia came, 

And now I live,

Not like you defined my life 

But I live, defined only by me!!!!!!!!!