No light.
I walk into night,
into shadows,
I take my rightful place
hidden in the fade.
I hide my face.
I stay in the darkness
where I can't be seen.
In the shade
of terror filled dreams.
No light.
Turn out the sun.
Walk Into darkness
before my colours run.
I'm nothing,
a no one.
I say to nobody
as my shadow
stretches away from me.
No light.
I fade as quickly
as a flame burns bright.
I need to stay
enshrouded by the night,
No one can see me, right?
And yet.
No light begets no life,
no right to walk head held high
and I've worked
so damned hard to get here.
From a place so deep,
steeped in fear.
So, no I'll walk in the light
with my head held high, I'll feel its brightness
the lightest kiss, the way it strokes my hair.
I used to rear up in fright
when I caught sight
of myself in windows reflective light,
now I see I'm just another person
going about their life.
Maybe not a model or anything,
but in my little world I'm happy
and that's what I will always try to bring.
And deep in some long distant shadow
I'll see my old self
looking back upon me
through the reflective glare
of a window in streetlight flare
and he will see someone
that has fought the demons of hell
and still walks free,
and he will think,
that is somebody I want to be.
Thanks for reading
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