O, Darkness. ( Poem)
O, the darkness in my mind.
It screams and fights to take control.
O, the evil in my heart.
It burns and scratches with its nails to make me feel.
O, the pain inside my soul.
It speaks to me like a child wanting to be hugged.
Open the cage and let them out.
Be free, be wild my little evil child.
Be yourself, hide no more.
I speak the words to set myself free.
I spread my wings to lift myself up.
I open my eyes so I can see.
I listen so that I can hear.
The demon is free, the demon is no longer restrained.
Even though the subject was stated as "evil", I can't help but root for it to break free. Somehow, I interpreted the "darkness" and the "devil" as desires and passion that society somewhat shackled. The emotions and thoughts that societal norms force us to keep locked up. I don't consider the liberation of those things as "evil", in fact, I think it's our right to let them loose in the world. Fly, demons, fly!
Thank you for reading my work and leaving such nice words!
Last line was kinda epic. I'm imagining song lyrics even.
Thank you