My life started out, a sole larva left behind on rancid meat.
Forgotten, yet still devoured by the gaping maw of the giant.
His mouth my ecosystem, his being my world
While I grew between his teeth; a cavity feeding from the missed debris
Until I too was taken over by his disease.
Ready to give in;
Pierce my breast upon fated enamel spire.
Blinded by my folly, until with a deep breath
I maneuvered my will down the only real route left to freedom.
With clutched fists and a prayer hidden under my tongue,
Too afraid to speak it, should God truly be listening;
Should despair worm its way back into the wrinkles of my mind.
Willingly disposing myself through the world I had known,
To grow and know not of true dreams, but of goals.
Like a parasite I wormed my way down from the bowels of my life.
Against all odds, like reincarnation
I offered myself the chance no one else was willing to give.