A Lonely Promise

Half of me promised to be chosen. So that I am willing to sacrifice my happiness to find happiness for others. By the voices that give me haunting premonitions. So that I am always creating and never enjoying. Half of me wants to be alone. Because I want to cherish the possibilities that have already happened. All of me has transcended, or so it seems. So that I have welcomed the unraveling of myself! All the secrets of the future are raging in my nightmares. Even though I am in this cell- Nothing will stop me from saving the world- And the people who used to love me. I am already alone. Which in itself is restoring this world.