Living in the darkness

The metaphor of being a creature of the night.

I'm shedding my skin,

Letting go of another part of me,

To afraid to face the night alone,

Yet knowing I can no longer live in the daylight,

He turned me into this shadow of my former self,

Sucking me dry and then leaving me for dead,

Searching for that substance,

I yearn to taste it again,

Better than the feeling of sun after a storm,

More satisfying than anyone could ever know,

Nothing is the same with out his taste,

I am consumed by my memories of better times,

The times lost to daylight,

My world now consists of darkness and lurking,

Full of lies and deceit,

Now I am the monster that he once was,

Where is the one who made me his?

Why doesn't he come back again?

I lost it all to the dead of night,

Now I sit outside his doorway,

Hanging from a tree,

Watching him watch me,

Wanting nothing more than one of two things,

One to be his again,

To be what his soul yearns for,

Stalking the night together,

The way only two creatures can do,

Or two to have the light again,

I want to be me again,

Free of his hold,

Live off of sunlight and fresh air,

No longer trapped in a coffin,

But being amongst the living,

Please give me this,

All I want is my soul back,

All I want is his kiss back,

Ugh, what it is to live in the night.

Reviews

[Jo Anna Bella]

I feel it, I feel your anguish in becoming a creature of the night. Such complex emotions expressed!