i am your only thought; a dream to put you down to sleep.
i am a light burning through the shine of a new fire-
i am the old one, slowly morphing to smoke.
there is a light on in your mind; you are terrified.
this is what you get for asking me to go.
this is a nightmare with the day thrown in for free.
this is a dream that has gone terribly awry,
and i am not here tonight. i have been displaced.

i used to be a giant, fueled by anything;
love, hate, rage, content, greed, charity
war, peace, cynicism and hope;
but you kept me burning the brightest of brights.
shying me away from all the negative,
making me know that i am only as strong
as my weakest flaw.

i was never too low.
but soon, darkness of the night crept in;
and while i was supposed to fight,
i knew not how; i had forgotten. you
had satiated me, and i was forced to surrender
to the dark side of my own light.
i was drunk; burning so brightly
a product of my own failure, a monument
of impurity.

you scorched your hand; reminding me of your presence
as i saw, you were turning away from me
to discover a new energy.

as
i
reduced
to
a flicker,
extinguished
by loss.

and now, your nightmare invades the daytime
and a dream has been realized as an
imaginary tactic to feign complacency.
i am no longer my own,
but i am still with you-
every scream is an epitaph to my
last great act of self.

07/07/2003

Posted on 07/08/2003
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