I Have Killed Tomorrow

Another door. Another sky. Another version of you learning how to die. I have watched the bright ones stumble with the artifact in hand. I have worn a thousand mornings and outlived a thousand plans. Mercy used to have a shape once. Maybe it was shaped like me. Now I only see the ending long before the wound can bleed. Call me monster, call me warning, call me what the Unity made. Every universe forgives me when it opens up the gate. I have killed tomorrow just to see another dawn. I have buried every answer and kept walking when it was gone. I have killed tomorrow. I have made the stars my throne. If eternity wants a hunter, then I will hunt alone. I have killed tomorrow. You still think the choice is sacred. You still think the dead are real. Wait until their faces reset and the grief forgets to feel. I was young in one beginning. I was kind in one more life. Then the light kept giving power, and the power asked a price. Call me monster, call me warning, call me what the Unity made. Every universe forgives me when it opens up the gate. I have killed tomorrow just to see another dawn. I have buried every answer and kept walking when it was gone. I have killed tomorrow. I have made the stars my throne. If eternity wants a hunter, then I will hunt alone. I have killed tomorrow. Maybe I am what you become when wonder runs out of names. Maybe I am proof that heaven can sharpen into chains. So take your precious mercy. Take your human little ache. Meet me where the light begins, and learn what light can take. I have killed tomorrow just to see another dawn. I have buried every answer and kept walking when it was gone. I have killed tomorrow. I have made the stars my throne. If eternity wants a hunter, then I will hunt alone. I have killed tomorrow. I have killed tomorrow. Another door. Another sky. Another version of me that forgot how to die.