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Doll

Each night my silk-skin shudders
And my yarn-hair starts to fall
The black matte buttons that give me sight
Grow dim and lose their light.

The nightmares climb up bookcases and
Nest in the dust on my grin
They stretch their claws in my overalls
And kiss the freckles on my chin. 

I cannot fight the shadows, so my weaknesses grow strong
Each night the dimness fills my limbs
And seeps into my soles. 

I try to whisper, “help me, please”,
But the child-folk cannot hear. 
So tears of dust fall from my eyes
And I let the shadows near. 

With dawn my shivers grow warmer
And the sun brings back my gleam
I smile painted lips at children
Who see only what they want to see. 

Good

Yes, there is Dark;
And Suffering and Hurt.
There is Rage and Murder and Betrayal and Dirt
There are people whose souls have given in to their Flesh
There are shadow-puppets praying to their Self-gods of Death
But for every Darkness and Foulness that lives

THERE IS A BURNING AND BLINDING AND BURSTING WITHIN

OF LIGHT THAT THROWS BACK ALL THE SHADOWS AND SIN

AND THAT LIGHT IS THE FLAME THAT WILL ULTIMATELY WIN

AND CONSUME

AND RESTORE

AND DEVOUR

AND END OR BEGIN

what we’ve lost —

Through Him. 

Achilles heel

We almost fell apart that night
Because I was a snarling mess
We didn’t know it then, but
The exhaustion inside me was dancing a snare into effect

You pushed the food closer, I sat on the floor
“Baby, please eat, you need it more
Than you think”
You did not sound strong and reassuring and heroic
You sounded vulnerable and weak

Because you were,
Because I was.

I am your open wound.