somber heart
My heart gets dark, like
Baroque style art
much is hidden
away in the shadows.
Green with envy,
little do they know of my sentiment.
The darkness will never go away
for it transcends all time
with duality in mind
there is so much emphasis
on the light
But my darkness
is deep enough to consume
a thousand oceans,
it blew me, anew
through and though
each season, so many or reasons
that are above and so below
me now.
the fragile thing like human ego
forever I’m trying to evade
dark like the Forrest
night at 4:32am
I have always protected them
from me
from all of the things they never see
there is a great price you pay
for spiritual wealth, and that
is the price
of truly facing yourself
something many spend lifetimes
avoiding
but there is no storming out
this time
my darkness is divine
it handles things,
& makes them feel sublime
I am the ying
I am the yang
I am the woman
not easily tamed
my heart gets dark,
like baroque art
not all which lie in the shadows
can be easily seen.

















