dark wind luring and lurking
to fight or to give in
it speaks of lethal logic
survival of the fittest
and i, i am not cut out for the
competition,
my soul crumbles from the comparison
and heart withdraws
it only wants to come out to play
in the sunny fields
where ligers whisk their tales
and chase unicorns and
get chased by bunnies in return
in those very same fields,
comfort and safety is restored
battle gear is picked up
and strength re-gained
darkness defeated.
how can i invite you here
where i don't want to be myself
it's only gray around me
and numb and songs left unsung
can't find my way out
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