Sunday, February 08, 2009

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i used to be scared of the sunlight
the darkness held all of my deepest secrets..
..hid all of the things i didn't want to see
even from me...yes, that place void of light
made me feel safe.

looking back through old memories
makes me ponder where i am now
stuck in the twilight noon of a past
i hate to remember, a past filled with so much anger
i could SCREAM...

i used to be scared of the sunlight
scared that they too might see
i am really a nobody..and nobody ever sees me..
the way i am..i couldn't even see myself in the darkness
but i was comfortable with that.

what makes us who we are?
what drives us to stay, or go or get stuck?
what drives others' actions and
what are the answers?

i used to love the calmness of night time
the stillness of my bedroom where only i felt my tears
only i could quieten the wailing of my heart
where only i could comfort my discomfort
where i could breathe.

on a night like tonight
i feel like nothing's changed and it makes me feel sad at first
but then angry...why me? why not me? why at all?
i wanna stand so tall, so brave so mighty!
but i can't stand failing miserably.

i used to be so scared of the sun's glow
of everything being at the surface
of my imperfections being on display
still, i took a chance and i stepped out of the shadows
fearless...

i'd felt like i was on top of the world
felt like the sweetest chocolate high
but all my bravado has really showed me was
that the darkness was the last place where i was truly happy...
so...return there.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I like the line...
"Like the sweetest chocolate high"
This poem is definitely relatable
to most of us...if not all.
We go out searching and find something that seems real but
then find out it's just
dirty socks.
Hey honey...I'm with you!
I know how you feel,
but just remember...
God loves you and so do I
and that aint bad.

maaga..... said...

awe...

..no that's definitely not bad at all :)

SinclairScripa/TaraVerheide said...

Truth seeker,
The darkness is the key to all. And hell, I can relate to this poem. I can't even bear the thought of my own nakedness. Amazing how that could be. If I had to go down to the underworld w/ Innana, I might never return only because I couldn't disrobe.
BoneFarm

maaga..... said...

hey BoneFarm..

thanks for dropping by
peace!