RIP Green A

I tried
To transcend my being
I returned
Without being the one who left
I watched it being born

A world of paper
And I put a monster in it
Then I noticed
Its body was no longer where I painted it
I got disturbed

When I felt its ink
Running through my skin
I thought of running
When I looked in the mirror
And there he was

But I know, but I know, but I know
I don't want to be him anymore
Where do I go?
You know well
For what reason?

You were the prison of my being
Will there be pain?
You'll be fine
It was an honor
I swear I'll remember you
It's fiction
Once again