Bittersweet

The echoes in my mind
Are much louder on paper
Than in my head

When did I lose
Touch with my insides

How have I forgotten
That I am myself inside
This place

I sanctioned my heaven
I commissioned my hell
Still I was not satisfied

Have I withdrawn so much
That I am soul guest in my mind

Where is this place?
What have I done?

Not even my petty gods
Can find me

It is the light
That blinds them to me

It is the darkness
That outlines their bodies

They were to be my saviors...
Now I shall be theirs...

How do I begin to save myself
If the others will not even acknowledge
My existence

I will not acknowledge
My existence

Not without belief...
Not without understanding...
Not without bittersweet...

Not without the reality
Of the echoes fading into whispers