Eons

~Eons~ Rip me open and try to find where I hide,this dimly little light of mine My hidden heart and the darkness inside is all consuming this soul of mine. I guarantee you’ll turn away Or perhaps you’ll be the one who stays. So many have claim they are not like before And yet I am shackled behind a lock the door. I am far from typical as you can see, Not one person influences me. I walk alone and always have, Like a Constant perpetual sad. eons of suffering I feel to my bones, symbolically and systematically walking alone. ~JAZ~