Broken Chains

I invited all of you into my heart. Soon after, each and every one of you became a sword and flew outwards, screaming about your own destinies. The shreds of my own core, mere scraps, could not resist the small breeze of everyday life, and all that remained was blown away.

I thought I could tether myself to your power. To your focus. To your wisdom. You did say, over and over, I would have to use my own someday. But you also said "Trust only me." "Serve only me." You said this always with the fingers of your heart crossed, but... You did say it.

When the time came for me to be tested I found that I was still wrapped in the chains I had made. That you still held the gilded ends. But you all hurled yourselves lightyears away in different directions. Torn asunder, I lived only because I could not die.