Hides no more

The voices have not been heard for a while 
Not even as the echoes of words long silent,
Having once chased them away in anger,
Deeming them sinister and darkly violent.

But like mantras that made me whole
I fear I miss them like old friends,
The words that use to cut so deep
Now seen through a different lens.

Now my demons are miles away
And someone else I pretend to be,
Oh ye father of them all
Why did you take them away from me?

For such voices were my truth
Deceits poison every cure,
Take me back to my true face
To when I was at my most pure.

menoh

I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...

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