AND THAT MAKES US THE SAME

AND THAT MAKES US THE SAME 1/17/2014

exploring my darkness
one foreboding shadow at a time

falling through earth in the night

lacing my fingers
around the shape 
of an empty space 
in my mind.
it's a black hole
this pain we avoid
till it grabs a choke hold
on our breath and we find
that breathing in the dark
is just as imperative
 as breathing in the light

And I am
making peace with the night.

chanting and panting
livid and loving the fright
for no one can run 
ceaselessly from
those wicked places inside

the places that fail us
trail us
make us cower, make us hide
and still
what we seek
is somewhere
deep
in the treachery
we cannot deny

I am a lie
you are a lie

and that makes us the same.


Charity