The time has come for me. The time when I say to myself that I have had enough. Enough of the emptiness that consumes. Enough of being nothing, enough of being unheard, being unseen, being misunderstood. Enough of being judged. Enough of the belief that I am undeserving, somehow invisible, insignificant.

I am large. I contain multitudes.

The universe inside of me is unending, with no borders and no boundries. I refuse to live in your world, I refuse to live in a place that is not mine. I refuse to live in a skin that you have created for me. I am large, so large, so infinite, so full of possibility and I will not submit to anything less than what I am worth.

Sometimes I may appear to be weak when in truth I am stronger than a thousand other men. Sometimes I may not believe in myself, but I have more faith than a million other believers. Sometimes I appear to be young, but I am older than the first memories of man. An ancient mystery lives inside of me, its heart beating with mine.

I have written ten thousand stories, dreamed 20 million dreams.
I have held worlds together and I have torn them apart.
I have appeared brightly in your eyes, and I have disappeared.

And I have chosen all of this, the happiness and the pain. I take responsibility for all that has passed.

I decided to become nothing, to be invisible, to walk into the darkness of my own soul so that I may find myself like I once said I would in a junior-high poem. And so I am fulfilling a promise I made years ago. I decided to destroy myself in hope of becoming something more. And if you think I have become less, if you think I have really gone from myself and the world, then I tell you that you are wrong. I tell you to look deeper into me, to look deeper into yourself.

And now I choose again.

Now I choose to be unforgettable, to contain the multitudes of the spiralling universe, to burst forth like a supernova into the sky of humanity. See me now. See me finally for who I really am. Do you see how brightly I shine?