#love #darkness

The Dark Is The Wanted

Folder: 
2015

Piercing eyes

sunk in black shadows,

a reflection

gleams in a pool of

what looks like freedom

 

and I take one step

into the only

clear

left in the world

 

The dark is the wanted,

light means life and

laughter and

music that will

only hurt my ears.

 

Splashing through

streets at night,

dodging the scream of

city lights,

running until I

don’t recognize myself

 

Stars are a

distant memory,

a whisper of a dream

only washed over me under

city lights

 

I run through twilight,

through daybreak,

running from the sun

 

but the orange fingers

stretch,

reach for my ankles,

pull at my hair,

trip my weakened legs,

leave me blinded

as the dark slips away

and I close my eyes

to wait out the hours

 

The dark is the wanted,

light means pain and

voices and

gunshots and

you.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 11/8/15