If someday I could unravel my skin
For you to see what lies beneath
The chaos of thoughts, where I am lost
The dance of demons, ogling at me
The mist of doubts, that smothers my being
The rain of guilt, drenching my soul
The roaring fire of murderous rage
that puts my wisdom in a haze.
The darkness that surrounds it all.
The freezing cold of loneliness,
And the frostbitten me sitting there coyly.
Waiting on someone to come.
Would you then run away with fear?
Or be my calm in chaos, my demon slayer?
A wind that blows the mist away,
A shelter from the damp downpour?
A soothing drizzle that quenches the flames,
A ray of light piercing the dark.
Or a warm hug amidst this all?
Now the question is that what would you be?
If I were to unravel it all.
I might break and hide and watch from far..
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