I lie here in the Darkness

Story by Contrast on SoFurry

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This is a poem I wrote in the dead of night many years ago.


I lie here in the Darkness

I lie here in the Darkness

staring up at a black hole I know to be a dead light bulb

The only real Light comes from the streetlamp outside

shining through the venetian blinds

There is not much

I always keep them shut tight

I hate the Light and the Light hates me

it burns my eyes and chars my skin

The hateful Sun

it works its way into my brain and makes me think of where I've been

and all the things I've done

Whereas the Darkness enshrouds me

protects me

comforts me

It is the only one who truly understands

I lie here in the Darkness

staring up at a black hole I know to be a dead light bulb

I can hear the girl in the next room scratching at the walls

but I can also hear the Moth outside

tapping against my window

drowning out her calls

I was lying in the darkness

staring up at a black hole I knew to be a dead light bulb

but now I am outside

staring up at the Moths encircling the streetlamp

I do not know how I came here

and there is blood on my hands

Maybe they were right about me

I stand here in the street

staring up at the Moths encircling the streetlamp

They are so beautiful

but I hate them

I hate them because they love the Light

even though it burns them

even though it kills them

I hate them

But am I a Moth?

Or am I the Light?

Maybe they were right about me

I was standing in the street

Staring up at the Moths encircling the streetlamp

but now I am sitting in a cell with my eyes shut tight

listening to the buzz of my fluorescent Light

I am sitting in a cell with my eyes shut tight

and I wonder

I wonder if there are Moths around that Light