There is a light that burns within
aching to be set free again
Caged in flesh and bound by guilt
makes it easy for a soul to wilt
Lights may dim and passions fade
but energy never slips away
Subconscious screams to let it out
to see with truth instead of doubt
I'd pluck my eyes from my rotting face
just to see through time and space
For eyes deceive
what thoughts perceive
And truth is buried in that place.
Author notes
All too often we look for truth in all the wrong places. Sometimes you just need to ask yourself.
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