Piccolo

Eram quod es, eris quod sum

I was what you are, you will be what I am.

I am the hollow one, the one without sights.....
I have seen how others achieve it, for I do not want it.
The other two with sights which granted me the vision are perplexed how something so repulsive is possible.

These days I feel at ease for some unknown reason
I don't feel like I'm splitting apart...
Is it because the deed was already done?
What will become of me?
What has already become of me
Have I already lost myself in other two
Was my mind fused into two, and no longer three
That can't be possible.....
For I am one of three heads

My mind is hurting
One of heads minds has started to panic
Deploying waves of pain through the other two, and throughout the body
"Stop it!"- I said
The pain has subdued due to knowledge of the other
Realizing that no they haven't fused into two
That the three still remain


The darkness that we spoke of will catch up to us all. For it is the only thing, in this world, that is inevitable, and such it fulfills us. It leaves our mind empty, causes our body to collapse forever. The ground that we lie will be our one, and only resting place. Slowly as the time passes by, leaves fall all over us, and we slowly sink into the ground leavening no evidence of us even being there. Of us threading the world.


The death will be the only thing which will unite the three minds into one, and as one we will vanish, as thou none of this was even real.