COLLOSUS

I fear the Collosus
invisible to the eye
a presence felt across the whole body.
I go towards the Collosus
he draws me in
unable to think I feel this is it.
I am a part of Collosus
amazing and a piece of everything
I have a part in Collosus
and he has a part in me
I am the Collosus
afraid of my own greatness i think myself to nothing.
You are the Collosus
no matter how hard you deny
you feel its head shaking your whole being.
We are Collosus, all the same
we use words to deny and to hide ourselves
in fake togetherness.
As long as I think that there is a difference
between you and me I am not it
Collosus he is free