dawn, the epitome of I
for I rise as bright as fire
despite the abuse of life
despite the breaking point of a tighrope
in a circus
I am the moon
for I am a victim of meteors,
that punctured holes of words.
but the moon is I,
as it snatches my sleep
and reminds
me I am white,
for my soul is a vessel without substance,
a crippling facade at war.
Oct 3, 2018
Oct 3, 2018 at 6:51 AM UTC
dawn, the epitome of I
for I rise as bright as fire
despite the abuse of life
despite the breaking point of a tighrope
in a circus
I am the moon
for I am a victim of meteors,
that punctured holes of words.
but the moon is I,
as it snatches my sleep
and reminds
me I am white,
for my soul is a vessel without substance,
a crippling facade at war.
