In the dead winter
he overdosed on
polluted his soul
He chooses darkness
sees tainted ugliness.
Yet, at the core, he has a brilliant soul.
It itches to shine, too petrified to
In the fresh spring
she was vitalized by the
unclipped her wings
She chooses light
sees pure beauty.
She forbids the darkness within
from consuming her, peacefully
They pity each other.
To a dark one: Thank you for bringing me to reality a bit, and pointing out my ugly side. Through you, I was reminded that we all have light and darkness coexisting within ourselves. I’ve been so caught up in trying to be positive and a saint, that I didn’t see how my actions could have been more harmful than helpful. You have shown me how different human perspectives can be.
Thanks for inspiring me. I have learned from you, and I hope that you have learned a thing or two from me as well.
I see beauty in you. I feel sad for you. I care for you. Most importantly, though, I believe in you. Good luck, boo.