035. If Only

I will tell you a secret,

but you must promise to keep it

and to forgive me,

once you finally see.

My poetry, my painful art,

is the result of a broken heart

that can never be healed,

as I have already shattered my shield.

There is nothing left

to protect me,

to save me from my fated end

Can’t you see?

I am destined to bleed,

for the fate of humanity, 

to uncover the final truths

that shall set all others free.

But that is okay,

I promise you,

because in all honesty,

it is something I must do.

For the rest of you,

if only you knew

if only.