The shadows consume me
and I am here.
The streets made fo gold, 
my clothes of a glistening diamond.
This is as it should,
this is what I deserve. 

Though my eyes are closed,
I see all, none shall pass me. 
I shall stand high above, 
nothing in my heart. 
A stone in my grasp, 
not a bone unbroken.

Day after day I am showered, 
streams of silver and bronze.
No one shall step foot before me,
my heels will be the only mark. 
As the sun awakes,
I am consumed