The Raw Brutality
Today I realized I had a soul-
Truth be told…I never knew that I possessed one.
Today I saw myself for the first time and I was stunned
at the monstrous reflection that stood before me.
When did I dissolve? When did I devolve into a speck of ash and dirt?
When and how was my blood drained?
When did I become a vampire?
A beast
A nocturnal fiend petrified of the sunlight?
When did my dreams expire?
When did I lose my humanity?
I had somehow shed my skin. I had somehow shed my smile
and traded teeth for fangs-
A reptile with vile venom in its hiss
-the kiss of death within its bite-
There were warnings…however mornings dressed up as nights.
I was dark, for I chose to burn my eyes and live inside my ignorance.
A prince at first-
yet a vagabond at second glance.
A dance on shards of broken glass-
A loaded gun fired at last.
There was no lighthouse, just a blackout all around and my ship was sinking fast.
Sometimes it takes tragedy to fully comprehend the core of life.
Sometimes pain must be embellished to give us the strength to carry on.
But we must not lose sight of ourselves, nor ignore the cries for help.
We must embrace true love, no matter how deformed it is.
This is the meaning of mortality, for only in its wings we will find eternity.
And as absurd as it may sound…this is the raw brutality.
3/30/2010 Copyright ©2010 AEspinosa