Ive seem to lost a part of my past.
Something that kept me human.
Something that made me human.

I know what it is and where it vacated is entrenched in the repugnant scorn of the dead.

Maybe it isnt lost, yet I didnt know if it was who I was, who I was supposed to be, or who I was becoming.

I can now see it all, as do the vantabeasts. There has been a war since before time existed.

Im grasping for the glimpses of strength I see but I know this is my journey. My journey back from the darkness.