Tag: Poetry

What is my purpose?

I wish I could see.

I’m lost in the dark

so far from a safe place.

I wish I could out run these shadows,

but they exist

in my mind.

(c)ASD and me.

I turn on the light to push away the shadows

I put on a mask to hide the darkness in my soul

I’m afraid to slip, afraid to talk, to tell,

afraid of the hushed whispers and pointed fingers.

(c)ASD and me.

I wake,

thoughts swim around my brain like goldfish.

I throw in a line to catch one,

but they disperse and disappear,

illusive as usual.

I rise and choose a mask

in preparation of a new day.

(c)ASD and me.