Tuesday, July 30, 2013

The Umbra

Someone once told a young man that,
“We've all got both light and dark inside us,
What matters is the part we choose to act on,
That's who we really are.” he said.
But how do we know if we are the dark just?
Or we secretly stand in the light of wrong?

Someone once burnt my soul so bad,
That it was then when my hollow-self was born,
The black rage resided itself within me,
It grew stronger till I stopped being sad,
And I accepted oblivion's embrace unconsciously.

Sometimes once in a while, I like taking midnight walks,
As I enjoy strolling through the dim lights in the alley,
With the soothing wind blowing and kissing my heart,
A time of reflection, a time of non-existing talks,
Would be nice to have company though like Jack and Sally,
But then again who is brave enough to journey in this shade of art?

Sometimes once in a while, a blackout would occur in this town of mine,
And the last time it happened, it lasted from dusk until dawn,
As night fell, the whole place was swallowed into the abyss,
Though some candles lit, I turned away not because I was blind,
But I felt whole again, as my apprehension was already long gone,
Whole again, as I returned to the form of essence which I missed.

Sometimes once in a blue moon, I would lay down and look at the stars...
Wait, what stars? They've never shown themselves to me in my blackest nights,
And if I wanted to see some lights, I would prefer to watch the world burn,
Watch the world burn for it brings me the warmth from my scars,
Watch the world burn for the people who gave me unfilled plights,
Watch the world burn for the wisdom, justice and love that I yearn.

Someone once shared a quote with me saying,
“The great thing to remember that,
Though our feelings come and go,
God's love for us does not.” she said.
Even so, I'm struggling and fighting hard from decaying,
But I guess the stars back then was to fill the hole,
Filled with its stardust, His creation I was in awe,
And why I wasn't meant for you...I guess someday we'll know.