Metamorphosis

A period of growth
Coming to an end
In bitter sweetness
And new friends

The way I see things
Is completely changed
This Hell was necessary
As a stepping stone to later

So long have I been
A leader, a comrade,
A mentor, a friend
To those in this giant box

And now I must
Lead the world
Within my tiny space
In a temple built for knowledge

My putrefaction
Is a means to an end
That gets closer
Every day

The undead cannibal
Still flourishes inside this box,
And my pessimism toward humanity
Thrives within and without

But I sense
Great change on the horizon
And its immanence 
Makes me unbreakable