Beacon

Jun 11, 2006 04:14

What are you doing?
and when did you lose yourself?
she whispered to me.

I started to weep.
I didn't know; what I'd lost.
What I used to be.

As dawn brings colour
I remember, before roles,
who I used to be.

I am an actor
face hidden beneath my mask.
(Our roles are a trap)

I bring a contrast.
I am the leaf's white edges;
marking boundaries.

Fading to nothing
No longer a beacon, now.
Daylight washes me.

Don't ask anymore
what I'll be when I grow up.
I'm not going there.

love and blessed be
xxx
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