Saturday, April 27, 2013

Black: The Absence of Color

Wearing a mask
A daily task

Playing this game called identity charades
Everything you had and were quickly fades 

I will play the part 
No matter the quivering, broken heart

Dancing under the moonlight
Back and forth without a fight

I am worthless as can be
Therefore a slave is me

Venom of nightmares engulf like a sea
Flames of demons are all I can see

Black, the absence of color
My mask, my identity

Saturday, April 6, 2013

I'll admit, when the sun shines, it shines; however, when it rains, it pours. 

Can I dance in your sunshine? Can I feel the warmth of you on my face and smile as you're with me wherever I go? I see you above me and I feel safe. Please don't hide. Please don't leave. Take me away from this. Take me to where you are. Take me up in your arms and hoist me over your back. Carry me. Carry me far far away and grant me your peace.