There she was, sat in the spotlight,
All eyes piercing through her soul
They all claimed to know her mind,
They all ripped her thoughts and heart.
She felt tired and gave in.
Hope had drifted far away,
All she trusted gone forever,
All she loved was nowhere near.
Sorrow was the only feeling
No more power to go on
No more strength to fight her demons
No more will to carry on.
Selfish minds and empty souls
Never understood her pain.
Such a sensitive wild heart
Filled with love to give away.
“The world caged me in, denied me!
Why should I speak up my mind?!
Why should I express my feelings
When you judge and criticize?
Everything I am and feel
You see just as a mistake.
You all treat me like a child!
You all take me as insane!
I refuse to be like you.
I accept to live in exile!
I embrace the pain I feel,
It will only make me blossom.”
So she cried her scream so brave,
Looking them right in the eyes,
Then she turned away and left,
Leaving empty the spotlight…
14th March 2012, Sibiu
Long time no see.
Only now, after so much time, I feel comfortable enough to post this... piece of my mind.
Demons come and demons go away, but sometimes they stay with us and we need to learn to live with them inside. And sometimes we miss them. Might sound funny, I know, it depends on what you understand a demon can represent. My demons scarred me, but they've also shapped me, so I can only thank them.
Rusty, but I want to come back.
Autumn is here. :)
Cris
