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The Temple
Awash in darkness and disguise
Mistaken for light in my denial
The truth a fiction in my eyes
Refracting dispassion as I lie
The thousand eyes that gaze into
This broken mess I took from youth
I claim a shell crafted by you
The thousand hands that ran me through
Now twisted, poisoned and possessed
I’m half a demon, half obsessed
With overcoming all regrets
I want to climb beyond myself
In my convoluted disrepair
I am between love and despair
I only wish to one day share
The self that vanished when I got scared
Now host to darkness and the light
At constant battle through these nights
My dreams will grant these creatures sight
But in duality I realise
Without the light I would not see
That without darkness I’d not breathe
And through this war I will conceive
The strongest self through clarity
These tools of war are now my own
A balanced self has finally grown
The Angel vigilant and known
The Demon, tamed, now guards this home
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