To Wander in Darkness
I wrote this a few years ago. I had only started therapy back then and wasn't so positive yet. I am in a better place now. Needed to tell you this before you start reading. Because of course I am sometimes back at that place, but I know now how to get out again.
To Wander in Darkness
He paces round
bars in his cage
his mind a numb
clouded moon
He hopes a lion
growls deep in him
but when doors
open wide
he is a mouse
without a squeak
And the whip
swooshes
He dreams of sun
a golden sky
while his skin
turns red
as drowning sun
His dignity
shreds like his husk
his anger burns
too deep to find
He falters round
bars in his cage
And freedom lives
in dreams alone
future a word
too far to hear
too vague to see
To Wander in Darkness
He paces round
bars in his cage
his mind a numb
clouded moon
He hopes a lion
growls deep in him
but when doors
open wide
he is a mouse
without a squeak
And the whip
swooshes
He dreams of sun
a golden sky
while his skin
turns red
as drowning sun
His dignity
shreds like his husk
his anger burns
too deep to find
He falters round
bars in his cage
And freedom lives
in dreams alone
future a word
too far to hear
too vague to see