In The Gray


United States
34° 29' 7.5588" N, 117° 25' 13.4292" W

As I walk the shadows oppress me,
I fight, but if I give in could the shadows ever comfort me?
The light, though blinding, warms me,
But pains sting can startle in unwary warmth,
In the cold, empathy escapes me and pain becomes a treaty,
My humanity longs for darkness,
But my Spirit starves without the light.
And when I abide in gray neither are satisfied,
In the light my Spirit thrives,
And though what my person desires is darkness,
Humanity can be weaned,
But likewise, Spirit can be smothered.


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