Literature
Darkness Is Drawn To Light
Words have power
every compliment,
every insult,
words of love or hate
all of them
The path I walk
has many words
many voices
which only I can hear
When I tell people they can shine,
what right do I have?
My light is covered in shadows.
Even Shadows need the light,
but when they flock around it,
I forget what it's like to shine.
I become a Shadow myself,
filled with constant need and hope.
Sometimes I feel like a liar
Like a con man
like a thief.
Can my light possibly reach the Shadows?
Do I even shine at all?
Even when I tell others with great confidence,
that they can, will, or have that light again.
That there is light in everyone......