out of the darkness

the memory of darkness

always screaming from the corner of my mind

it has no name but countless faces

choosing to not let it remain anonymous

I call it my cage, my yesteryear, my life

I have seen these faces for decades

creeping behind eyelids waiting for slumber

yet here I am, awake and I see them clearly

for the first time in what feels like eternity

I choose to not bend

I choose to not break

I choose to not let this life be taken from me

for the only way to break into darkness is to embrace the light

the light is mine


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