Balance
Light and Dark touch the sky
My wings seem to come alive
White and luminous, they shine so bright
Beautiful and majestic
Strong and sturdy
I am the angel of light
Dark and mysterious
Evil and mean
Wings as dark as night
Eyes as black as coal
I am the angel of the night
The scene changes as I look on
I see their hearts she glows with love and happiness
She shows only what I fear
Her heart is harden
Blackened by hate and rejection
They stand side by side
As I look on
I realize I’m not looking into a different world I’m looking at me
They look at me and speak
“Which one will it be?”
I write to keep the balance within me
My nights become me
I feel as if I'm drowning
But with my pen and paper
I write to keep my thoughts
I write to keep my demons away
With my pen and paper
My voice seems to be better heard
I know that i will be judged for what i say
But i rather be judged than one who just fades away
I speak with my pen
While you look ahead
With my pen and paper
I am not scared
I have no fears
Just inspiration
I write to free my soul
From its bonds i have let the world put on it
It speaks with a purpose
Honorable and strong
But it speaks as if it was at a funeral
Heartbroken and torn
I write to keep the balance within me
I write to be happy
With my pen and paper
I am strong
I am alive
I am free
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