The sun shines on
you.
The only piece
of reality
I can still
hold on to.
The caves,
that once hid
your sight
so well
from me,
now
closes in,
& enfolds me,
like
a blanket.
like
a blanket.
Soft,
warm,
safe.
This Darkness,
I used to crave so,
has left me,
I'm afraid.
It's all I've known,
what will I
live for
now.
The Light,
they lied about that,
too,
didn't they,
the way it lies
in front of me
now.
now.
It seemed so
real,
back then,
the Possibilities.
The Truth.
It's not what they
said it would
be,
you know.
The Place,
between where I know,
& where they
say,
I should be.
That......
perfect place,
between
now & then.
Between......
here &
there,
between
where I feel safe,
& where I should feel at
home.
But I don't belong there.
Or,
I think I don't,
or
I never did before.
Now,
I don't know for sure.
Not anymore.
If I've become......
finally.....
settled..........
or just....
tired,
worn down.
Edges smoothed out.
Creases washed
away.
But does that make me
what you wanted,
or
did it just make
me
something I never wanted
to be.
Have I pleased myself,
or you.
Have I forgiven
what I was,
or
have I just
let myself
forget.
What will I do,
when I don't know
what I've
become.
I don't know
anymore.
But,
I think I know
what I was.
What I am now.
And,
hopefully,
what I will become
someday,
will be someone
I can say
is who I wanted to
be,
too.
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