My breath contracts as the night begins.
I slide between the stone streets,
Divide through alleys like a wisp of
Faint air drifting through this
Atmosphere.
Break forward.
There is this voracious silence,
Eats all but me and the moon's daunting smile
I smile against the darkness,
Seperate from the night.
Cold air speaks to my throat,
This task will be met
By my transclucent grasp
On reality...
My heart is the anchor that drowns me in ankle deep water.
The shore is so close..
I dare not wade farther into the depths i have already wandered into.
Pull me back to shore.
The turnabout begins now.
I will float on
And this night will remain my home
Yet I will be the streetlights and the promise of dawn
I should let you know
I was not a fool
I was not a muse
I was not a truce
Between the below and above
I imagined myself a djinn
A powerful being,
Being, so many kinds of people.
All their positivity, I drank each with fervour
Every unique trait I had ever come across
Became my own effortlessly.
So cool, so cool, so cool...
And as my mind drifts into a dream light, I wander...
My soul is lost on a shore.
Sunlight streams in and nothing can destroy it
The leaves shake the trees and I am surrounded by bliss.
Emotions were ripped out of me at a young age,
Ones I did not know I could feel!
And yet--This adrenaline--
It provides me with the grip on my calling.
I will live to realize this soul rooted wish.
You will be honoured.
And so I wander into the night.
Day in, day out.
The moon grins with ****** intent,
But I am the streetlights and the promise of dawn.