My poems

What Is My Fate

In the darkness there is color.
Even if all you see is a blur.
There are shadows in the light.
No matter how bright.
I hear them in my ears.
They whisper all my fears.
There is no escape.
What is my fate.

To be trapped in the dark.
Waiting for a spark.
Just a moment to see.
Of what my surroundings could be.
Or trapped in the light.
Blind because it's too bright.
To see them around me.
Never letting me go free.