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