Friday, September 01, 2006

Fighting Myself without Me

You stand in defiance,
full of force and ready to take over.

You want it all,
and you're ready to do what it takes.

Tense and willful, you hold onto your finest moment.

Anger fuels your frustrated purpose -
I do not engage with you.

The harder it is, the harder you try,
My sweet surrender leaves no one to fight.

I dissolve into light, you fall into the hard darkness, again.