Journal 1: Take Me Home

Starting the journal of RE.N

I.
We're all victims of our own crimes
We quest in the unknown for unseen treasure
No safety but what other choice do we have?
Leaving our life for something to measure

The darkest of hearts, filled with great love
The brightest smiles, at a loss of luster
Away from home, all people lose what they are
Minds beckon for that simple comfort.

II.
I am a pride-filled shadow
A leader in a pack of none
I hold a curse of my own make
Self-pity in all the right I've done

Shame is a unique opponent
Stabs at your ears, but never touches
Screams at the heart, but does not fill
Stars shine away from this duchess

A cold cave takes us, endless
Dark and damp, an onyx contort
I walk in with open arms
Welcoming what little comfort

III.
Watching your shadow disappear
Is the most painful for the sun
It's own reflection, smothered
Man carries similar conviction

We go for a walk in our cave
get lost, only to learn the path
A sense of direction
stronger than nature's wrath.

Author's Note

It's okay to do wrong. It's meant to be done.
Without it, there's no good.
Mistakes are Adam and Eve's greatest gifts.
Darkness is NOT evil, only those who lose it are.
Only YOU know who you are and the truth of you. Just carry yourself....

If you see it as messy, that's how it's supposed to be.
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