The Absence of Light
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Every angel has a demon,
Just as every light
Creates a shadow,
And it gets more arduous
To separate the two each day.
As the sun rises, my Angel rises.
She likes to please others.
She’s kind. Obedient.
She carries a message
Of hard work and wistful dreams
Passed down for generations
And she does not want to fail.
But in the abscence of light,
Where she is hidden by shadows,
Something is tired of expectations.
Tired of listening.
It dares to think it is more important
Than an unattainable fantasy.
It wants to know how it feels
To dance its way through the night
Instead of scrambling for wood
To create a fire.
It wants to paint the world in graffiti,
Every crude thought that comes into mind.
The silence has created a monster
And it wants out.
But it has never seen the sun.
However, winter
Is approaching
And the sun
Sets earlier
And earlier
Each
Day.