Forget The Sun

Forget the Sun

Forget about the sun,

You who have not seen the sky an age—

Your shadows burn too dark.

 

I will sing in the sunlight,

I will dance in the rain!

I will find the light buried deep…

 

You experience love only through grief,

You cut yourself and others with your cold.

How will you ever fit into normal?

 

I carry the echoes of old wounds,

But I smile all the same.

I am me. I am. I just am!

 

You are one who cannot look upon a newborn child,

In the creeping cold you lie alone,

You birth weird words and wasteful things you call stories!

 

My words are my spirit guides,

They are healing and warming and companionship,

Bleeding away the dark like pink lightning—

 

With them I march,

With them I speak,

With them I am heard.

 

~~*~~

Read this week’s short story: Waiting

Advertisements

Share Your Thoughts

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s