There are those for whom
The night opens up her arms
Embracing sadness
In the singing wind charms
For me she is closing
Closing the spaces
I once shared
Closing the trust
I once spared
She speaks of oneness
Now I know there is
No such concept
Where once I believed
I was emphatically deceived
I am not one
With the envy of the black
I am not in sync
With the attacks
Or the aftermath
I am a retracted rose bud
Surrounded by iron gates
Once open for entrance
Now closed to escape
I refuse to claim
The same energy of the envy
The discord and sick minds
I am no longer blind
I cannot be bitten
Lest I allow myself be smitten
And so I raise the bridge
Over the moat of my soul
There will be no more arrivals
To weaken my survival
No smiles to entice
Just to sink into my skin
A blood lust for my spirit
I fight against in this life
The watchers wait in silence
In the hopes I will give in
But the ending has arrived and
They’ll never be allowed back in
Mistakes have brought me here
Back inside the cave
Where all the secret memories
Are buried; a mass grave
There is no love more daring
No armor built so strong
To pull me into deception
Just to break my tender arms
War has made me stalwart
As I touch each wound and scar
Weeping in the solitude
Beneath this moon and stars
I know from whence I’ve traveled
And soon I will return
To be quietly unraveled
As their soulless wicked burns
Ashes into ashes
And dust into dust
I close my heart to block
The pulling of their lust
Back into the fluid
Of the amniotic sack
My death becomes my birth
As I trace my footsteps back
Back into invisible
Back into the light
Back into the safety
Of this solitary respite
v.k poetry
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