Firebrand

And in the gloom, I saw a light

A beckoning beacon calling to me

Far in the distance, yet felt like a whisper

So I ran

Sliding on sorrow

Tripping over trauma

Crawling through contrition

The light growing ever brighter

Until I hit a wall of glass, my reflection in the way

Eyes gazing back at me

I made out every scrape and scar

My slits and slashes

And finally my light

The one I have been following

In my chest with me

Always with me

No matter how grim.

And that is when I stopped looking for light

No more praying for a lighthouse

Instead becoming the lantern

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