Material again

Did this really happen? Neural connections creating reactions, I hear my mind. I'm starting to feel... something real. What is this? I don't understand. I'm scared and can't comprehend. My eyes have formed, and my nerve endings scream in pain. Are you really here again? I think I hear what you're saying. Not this, not again. I enjoyed nothingness, and now I am material again. Don't say you'll meet me on the other side. I hope that there I can hide. Do I really have to be material again? I was so afraid of becoming one of you, And now it's true. I'm material again. My lungs are finally ready. I breathe in the air, and it feels steady. My bones are breaking, it's plain, They are covered with skin, revealing veins. I feel the wind wrapping around me, My new hair dancing, wild and free, And I see you again, like a memory. Don't say you'll meet me on the other side. I hope that there I can hide. Do I really have to be material again? I was so afraid of becoming one of you, And now it's true. I'm material again.