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
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