Define Me

The ache of being unseen and the freedom of turning the question inward.

I thought you’d choose the fire,
the burning, the deep hell.
But you walked past the flames,
chose a story I couldn’t tell.

I wrote you’d aim for mountains,
reach the peaks I’d never climb.
But you took a different valley,
found your way in your own time.

I never drew horizons,
still you stayed un-confined.
so tell me,
why were you always on my mind?
I thought
I’d drawn the borders,
but I was blind…
come, define me,
leave no doubt behind.

I traced the edges of your cage,
but you never saw the bars.
I built a pile of all my fears,
you turned them into stars.

I said, This is where it ends.
You laughed and walked ahead.
Now I stood in the wreck of plans,
alive inside what you said.

I never drew horizons,
still you weren’t confined…
so tell me,
why did you stay on my mind?
I thought
I knew the edges,
but I was blind…
come, define me,
leave no doubt behind.

Not hell, not mountains, not the lines I drew,
you were the question I never knew.
And every answer broke the frame,
but I kept calling out your name.

Define me.
Yeah… define me.
I thought I knew your shape, your edges, but not you.
Now I was the one left undefined…
still calling out, still losing my mind.

Define me.

Author’s note

Define Me, here is to understand a presence that never fit the lines I drew. It’s about the ache of wanting to be seen and the strange freedom of realizing, I was the one who needed defining all along... layer by layer, first the fire, then the cage, end with the mirror.
In the end, the only question worth asking was the one I kept turning on myself💛