The Modern Prometheus

You gave life

To every piece I’ve written

To every song I sang in the shower

To every day dream and wandering trance

You have become more than just one thing

You are a cornucopia 

Of things that made me laugh

And cry

And hope

And love

And hate

You have made me feel

Both good and bad.

You have Frankensteined my heart back to it’s beating

And I want to just scream

“I am finally alive”