I have

I have written dedications, poetry, and prose

Incantations, summonings, spells galore.

I have bound my blood, I have sold my soul...

Do I even know who I am anymore?

Reviews

[Wolfwind Words]

That's a good question... Perhaps you could shake all the letters from the pages of ink and see if it forms some defining image? ;) Me being smart a*s...

I think everyone gets to this point in life. You poem is a beautiful and eloquent way of asking the age old question of "Who am I now?"
Life's an everchanging beast...we never know where our paths may take us. Or how they may change us and how we ourselves tick.