A Mind of Mine

shoo the light away

I found you that night
Covered in mud
Stepped on by the people who don't even realise you're there
But, God, you blinded me

You're so....
Dirty
-not in a bad way
In a way where children plays with the rain, and tripped over themselves while laughing uncontrollably

I put you on the center of the room
And for the first time
I admired how darkness could be so bright
The lights hid shamefully upon your arrival

You were whispering things to my ear
Things I could believe
Because, surprise!
We both have cracks on the same spot

You are still on the center of the room
But now there are another stones circling you
As if we are making a ritual to some gods
That we know just an illusion