Illusion of Protection, Lie of Safety

How Warm my Soul is beneath the light of Our Sun
How Cool the Breeze against my skin and my ever wandering Eyes
How Have I lived here before you?
Before your existence even
When the World was even more beautiful and all was perfect
Before even my own existence?
How long did I wait in line to be born?
How did it feel to lose The Knowledge?
How have I become so old?
Before me was there none or one or one thousand?
When did I realize the Before?
Before? Am I Insane?

My mind tells me yes.
My soul quietly hums with acceptance
Acceptance of the Age, The Time
Of the Knowledge of The Truth
How the words flow from my mouth
Projected like vomit spewed from a contraction
Forced from me into the World
Pulled from me by some Great Invisible Hand
Raping my mind with its unwanted entrance 
Into my thoughts, my very Will
Pulling from me my Illusion of Protection
Pulling from me the Lie of Safety