The world is
attracted to you
like moths thinking
a lightbulb is the sunAm I the only
one who sees
that all that bravo
is only a showYou put on to hide
the cavity inside
where your heart
should have beenPerhaps they know
but cannot bear
to know a face
oh so fair
and find that it's soul
Is ugly and bareBut who am I
to judge you
while I am just
the sameNobody
Nobody
Nobody
I am
NobodyI am the darkness
moths fly away from me
to find out that
they should've foreseen
the great betrayal
they don't know
that it isn't the sunBut only glass and wire
that cannot turn on
without a source
to give it lightDetest me you might
but only because
you know I am right
that
while darkness isn't bright
It does not mean
It cannot fight
YOU ARE READING
Bare.
PoetryWe stopped looking for monsters under the bed when we realized they were inside us. Please vote and comment. Thank you