I dare not dance.
I dare not laugh.
And whenever I am lost
I know I have a home
there in the shadows.
The absence
of all that is good
embraces me.
The hollow
left by the abandonment of peace
is a companion
ready to welcome my presence.
There - in the corners
of long-forgotten cobwebs
is the place I return to
time
and
time
again
to be enveloped
when hope
rejects my glittering gaze.
I have a place always
among the ruins
of short-circuited desires.
I make my bed
with the monsters children run from.
I belong in the nothing.
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 10:18 PM UTC
I dare not dance.
I dare not laugh.
And whenever I am lost
I know I have a home
there in the shadows.
The absence
of all that is good
embraces me.
The hollow
left by the abandonment of peace
is a companion
ready to welcome my presence.
There - in the corners
of long-forgotten cobwebs
is the place I return to
time
and
time
again
to be enveloped
when hope
rejects my glittering gaze.
I have a place always
among the ruins
of short-circuited desires.
I make my bed
with the monsters children run from.
I belong in the nothing.
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