The Changeling

The changeling will not kill me.
Yo se esto
But yet it tries to maim
And seeks to engulf
And control me.

Corro
Me pongo en vuelo
Yet, it stays here
Waiting in the shadows
quietly trying to creep in
When it thinks I won’t notice.

It is sneaky this changeling is.
It likes to camouflage itself.
It likes to fool me
It likes me to think it is something else
Pero yo conozco su real naturaleza
Puedo ver bajo sus disfraces,
Eventually.

It is the root of all evils
This changeling is.
It is strong and it is relentless.
Por mucho que trate de ignorarle
Sin que importe que tanto trate destrozarle
A pesar de cuanto trato que se esfume
It becomes stronger
and louder its presence screams.

Le hablo
“I see you creature.”
Le digo
“I know you changeling.”
Le afronto
“this monster that you are,
you are created by me.”
Le reto
“you are part of me,
I know you by your real name.”

This is how our battles go
But it always returns
Because it never really
Leaves, you see.

In order for it to leave
Debo darle la bienvenida.
For it to be powerless
Debo darle fuerza.
For it to cease to exist
Debo acogerlo
Y dejar que entre.
To battle this enemy
Necesito conocerle intimamente
And changeling is tricky
And holds back
So that I can only know it
so much at a time.
Pero en cuanto pienso que le cononzco
It changes its form
and becomes something new
And our dance begins,
Once more.

Pero no dejo de afrontarle
Because that is what must be done.
And even though with each battle
Changeling becomes stronger
And smarter
And more powerful
The secret here is
Que yo también.