Preyed upon by light I pray for darkness a grim body cast
shielding my skin from the eyeing rays of exposure to which I fought my whole existence having yet to live These stark contrasts battle inside at war with light darkness will suffice who doesn't hide I rather hide I.... need..... to..... hide.... for peace of mind exposure steals a piece of my- peace of mind too hard to confide within these lighted confines as if I'm sequestered by detectives I feel the building of pressure fumbling my coerced existence it's not easy from this point of view being a spectacle
amongst the biggest spectator
my truth isn't one size fit all
so why speak what wouldn't be believed
I'm nothing and no one to be believed
or believed in
believe me
what's belief but a strong thought
I'm too weak for any strength to be invoked upon
or summoned from me
faith doesn't exceed beyond my fingers
nor sight
I see more at night
seizing my nocturnal sunshine
please keep me asleep in the light of day
fore if I come to, I may be blind
shadows captured and depicted
on the outer feathers of your wings
what's a candle's glow inside of the sun
still hidden,
so even you, light, can be hidden
only to the darkness can you be seen
but I bid you good riddens
because you arrive without permission
enchanting my vision
as with any glow
beautiful promises arise
either advertised, or implied
so imagine a bug's surprise
allured to light
just to die
with not enough time
lasting regrets of all kinds
you're clever
darkness-
your blanket is poised, peaceful, serene
though the light cuts at you
with its mighty sharp and searing sword
slicing a seam of ripped unknown
and within one crack
you are soon probed, discovered
then destroyed
there's never been enough room for you both
like me, darkness you're so misunderstood
light is anything but understanding
empathetic or compassionate
its savage-like and impulsive!
raging its way through everyone's life
conceding to nothing and no one
a power truly unchecked
laughing at its counterbalance's weak attempts
my regrets
my shame
my hurt
my heartache
my trauma
my truth
all vulnerable now
because of your insincerity
I'm victimized yet again
falling prey to your self righteous ego
what gives you such majesty
who grants your divine-like supremacy
why are you more weapon to each wound
revealing my wreckage
causing more hurt than healing
more nakedness than clothing
more questions than answer
more fear than love
boastfully claiming my access to fulfillment
decreeing my wholeness
telling me to stand upright
while the gravity of your shine buckles my knees
bearing the weight of your accusations
I am no masochist
how could I exalt my own torment
I feel like a sheep within the jaws of a wolf
never wanting your company
only privacy,
now my secrets to bare
embarrassingly my privates peered at by peers
I'm not ready
you force me
you push me
you entice and egg me on
leading me astray
leaving me stranded
to deal with my unfolding
my feared undoing
I held it together for so long
but now I'm unraveled like the flowers you shine down on
who are you to look down on me
you're no different than the others
at least darkness comforts clothes and blankets me
coming around me like a warm embrace
not down at me like scalding discipline
I'll never...
wait someone is looking at me
someone sees me
how could...?
everyone is seeing me
noticing me as I walk by
even moving around
instead of thru me
oh great
they're just avoiding me now
that's worst than being invisible
now that they see me,
how could they now ever stand to look at me?
to be seen is to want to be loved
but who will love me
more questions
more fears
you see?!
torment
how can you see me
why do you even see me
why haven't you turned away
turning yourself off in my unveiling
I'm no beautiful bride of any kind
a lowly morsel or shell of a man human, more like it
I'm no gift, I'm unpleasant
just presently a presented present of pretense
a peasant with no presence
and still you allow me to stand in your glory
casting my own shadow
I have a shadow?!
before you...all I've ever been was a
shadow
how am I deserving of a follower
how is my symmetry worth outlines
I thought myself deformed
now...reformed
without saying a word
you said all there ever was to say
showing me what my mind couldn't conceive
just look at myself
lights embrace my arrival
cascading in my wake
never leave me again
fore I wasn't ready for you
but now I'm unready without you
every fear hasn't dissipate
quite a few still bubble at my surface
but I blend in
just another promising spirit to be shined upon
and darkness now casted away
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