Because we have died

Because you are dead to me,
I cannot hate you,
I should not speak badly of the dead.

Because you have killed me by your indifference,
I kill you back,
you emperor of stone and king of primates,
this is my revenge —
I will make you public;
you are no longer mine,
no longer secret.

Go on, with wist after another life,
mine is too risky for you,

I renounced my unsure self for you,
and became a self serving beast.

Now I renounce my fear,
I don’t care anymore, even if I fall,
I will walk bold,
like the bloodthirsty prowler of the night
you made me.