Head in the light

Heart in the dark

A falling soul

A forbidden spark

These words roll in my head

Slip on my tounge

But I know

To say these words

I would loose all fun

Forbidden to me

But not to the rest

Is this just me?

Or is this a test?

Why I am torn

and broken inside

Why can I not just let the fire die?

Why can I not go gentle

into that good night?

Why do I fight

and rave against the light

Why can I not let go

the beloved that I own

are they mine to own?

Or just to see?

Does anyone really know

ME?

Hey guys. Hope you liked my first poem, Head in the light, Heart in the dark. I'm unsure of how often this will be updated. All work is mine, and the book is fully copywrited.

~FallenSoul