Friday, June 3, 2011

The Darkness and the Light

The Darkness and the Light

He never let me get close enough
to see if he wore cologne

I asked him to sometimes wear it
because it kind of turned me on

He turned around and walked away
and then, still there, was gone

Though physically he still exists
a ghost lives in my home

So accustomed to the darkness
the sunshine hurt my eyes

I avoided doors and windows
because what was inside made me cry

Until I looked into a mirror
where I knew I couldn't hide

And drew a breathe and moved in closer
the light had always been inside

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