Enjoying life without an audience has been tumultuous lately.
Why?
Knowing how lonely I like to be,
I find myself around more people while having a harder time to breathe.
Sort of like,
Demons closing in on me,
Without a weapon to push back an attack only I can see,
Inside of my head.
How exhausting…
How exhausted I am,
To even wake and pick up my legs to stand,
And,
Walk towards a man who died for my sins.
Towards the arms of a man who was brought back to life as he insists,
I smile regardless of the pain I feel.
A smile I can only find within myself,
Knowing how frightening my reflection’s been to stare into.
Maybe,
That’s why it’s been hard to dance without demons directing me to move from each shoulder.
Too afraid of my own thoughts as I move closer,
To clarity.
Closing my eyes in the face of seduction while I ignore the call to vanity,
Made by my rotting flesh.
A discipline that can only be achieved with a warrior spirit,
While laughing in the presence of,
Undying dread…
Let The Light Be Your Audience – Day 243, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
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