A Given Transformation

I am the power of my words.The exact reason I am lit.
Electrifying my heart with a scorching desire is innesstial to indulge into one's selfish fire.

What happens when he rips off the wings that I use to soar the skies for pleasure?
"Come to me.
It's okay, I know it's beautiful up there but I also know it's too much for you to handle.
Yes, come back down.
Good."

Let me inhale the fumes of your verse, of you, of yourself, deep into my lungs.
Let me show you the structure of your mind and to exhale you within the waves of my quiet tides.
I watch your soul as it leaves your lips, I see the cloud of grey smoke that you create through your subconscious.

Why do you bathe yourself with insults?
You see, dreams are whirlwinds of unachievable prospects. Set your limits to unachievable to be successful and you shall strive.

My intelligence has been repeatedly disgraced. My perception has been cleared from all the broken promises...
Yet I'm still not arrogant.
If I am wanted, I don't have to continuously fight for a spot. I used to banish my demons till you taught me to slay them.. moving forward
I currently prefer to dissect them and see what they're feeding on.