Goodbye, Age of Pisces

I release

My Age of Pisces.

I say goodbye to

My dark, watery world.

Holding the depths of all my despair

Containing every primal cry and tear.

I lift up the horrors of lives past

The gore, the carnage

The cruelty and rage.

That endless fury

That unceasing injustice

All of it, lifted high

To simply float away.

Into the distance

Back to Source

Transmuted into something I could never have dreamt.

I watch it drift away, disappearing into darkness

My bubble of madness,

My terror I once called home,

Now, no more.

I turn around

To embrace the new day.