AFRAID OF THE LIGHT
Though some may shun the darkness,
My nemesis is light....
Avoiding conversations of the soul.
Exposing fraud, revealing truth,
Concealing wounds within.
Hiding in the shadows of the day.
Masks worn in the open,
A camouflage and shield...
Smiles on lips of sorrow mocking woe.
Constrained by guilt and sorrow,
I'm offered no relief.
Even so...shut wide the doors beneath me.
By Sharon Peeples
© 2004 Sharon Peeples
(All rights reserved)
| |