Demons Within
In darkness gazing at the light
homing in on who I really am,
deep in the shadow a reflection
of the lonely man I have become;
in the void again discovering
images not worth remembering,
under its veil emerging demons
over whose power I had not won;
finding no peace vainly pretending
that all is well with this life I'm in,
laughing it seems yet really crying,
pain surely coursing inside the brain.
Copyright © Wilfredo Derequito | Year Posted 2008
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