I Paid a Price!

Today, I paid a price for being "myself". My conscience travelled a million miles to ask "Her" if I was made with wax, if I could melt if you lit me. She said "In a way". I dreamt till the day with Contemplation. She traversed through seven seas, a hunderd & one mountaines, over glorious rivers, kissed the amazon, swayed over the Nile and breath through the rain forests, but when she found my hand, she was late, only a little, but that was enough. I was enveloped by a known devil, an unknown evil & a lost cause. I wished I was still the same wax, waiting for her to lit me and then burn down to dissapear without a trace. Little did I know that the woods, the same woods, that was once a lovely dark & deep as said in Literature, turned out to rob all of me. Neither Am I a bird or a free being like Ariel, Neither Am I a wind or a Prospero instilled Storm, but in Shakespearean words, I was "thy a soul"