Confessions

Lightning is the only lighting I have

This storm envelopes my sense of being.

A moments glance is full of darkness

But then brilliant light outlining these shadows;

These demons.

The thunder is the sound of the hunter’s growl

I feel like running but I’d rather sink.

This rain is a cool relief to my hardened face

Maybe the break of dawn would be a change of pace.

The wind howls, however long and eerie

I find that I feel desolate and weary.

Did you notice I’ve begun to rhyme?

I swear, the flashes of light are to blame.

I can’t keep track of these shadows

They come and they go.

Pieces of peace are what I lay in as I stare out my window

A war between light and dark wages out there

And deep within my soul