Would you believe it is the light of day that sends my demons into hiding.
My heart breathes so much lighter when sunshine sends the shadows screaming.
My mind, as though powered by fluorescents, some how manages to go beyond those dark places
to find the vitamin 'c'...powder dust realities...alas, my words do not flow quite as well.
Would you believe my dreams are sweeter, should I be so blessed as to fall asleep in a sun ray.
As rainbow prisms dance to a morning dew soundtrack, warming my skin, my self
It is as though my spirit knows to make the most of the light
For with night...I prepare to fight, for these are the dreams my demon owns.
The rainbows bleed to lightening
storm clouds block my sun
the night takes over mind and heart
but I remain too scared to run
The doc offered me sunshine in a bottle, claimed it would fight the dark
but numb and frozen, my demon was content to have his way
and me, with no map back, adjusted to the dark.
Why fight that vital part of yourself you spend your entire life denying
I received his unholy communion the day I tossed the bottled sunshine
and awoke to the truth that remained unchanged, be it day or night
thus ending the eternal struggle, to overcome the darkness with the light
by acknowledging the dark side of my heart, I too validated my existence
Now, whole, it is the light that births my shadows
it is the dark that lets me write
It is the combination of the two
that tells the story of this life.
It Poetics with @ManicDDaily over at dVersePoets where she's talking "chiaroscuro" A contrast of light and dark? Not sure if this is taking home any prizes...but I've learned to have fun in the shadows ;) We're linking up at 3Est...hope to see you there.