In Darkness

It’s always hard to look inside

Far ahead from what eyes can see

Can you see the darkness in me,

That lies beneath my harmless face?

There is night beneath the daily surface.

The cold moonlight in windy nights

Send shivers through my spine

The poison of pain became a sweet wine

Once I got used to it, I embraced it all

And discovered the wonders of winter and fall.

I’m not only the Lady in Black

That passes by you in the street

Don’t think that I’m only nice and sweet

I also bare bitterness as well,

A  Bittersweetness that not everyone can tell.

Poetry is my way to see the world,

It’s not only a shiny and cozy place.

It can be marked by a bloody trace.

Let me deal with it as I please,

Always  standing in the dark at ease.

I dream dreams that are only mine

And live in a world of my own

It has so many sights that you’ll never know

And my essence dwells in every corner,

In that realm I’m the queen and the owner.

I like to feel the cold breeze

That sends me messages from afar,

In this life that’s always a war

To know where we are and where we’ll stay,

I’ll keep on discovering my several shades of gray.

In the bottom of the grays there is black

Where my fears meet my deepest desires

There are ashes from a thousand fires

And icicles from the everlasting winters,

Where I dried so many frozen tears.

I keep away from the sun,

It just gives one a false security

In the dim light there is more purity

And a safeguard to all the souls like me

That can see the world as I can see.

I melt with deep thoughts and words

And loath the shallowness that infects the mind

The world’s lost because too many eyes are blind.

We must observe the truth and the rawness

 That’s unseen by the futile and the thoughtless.