Sunday, January 27, 2013

In the Dark



A masquerade ball for the insecure, so turn the lights off to hide the filth and dirty deeds that I disguise in the light

The absence of light, but the abundance of evil

I can deceive you with my words and like a robot program my actions

But if you look me in my eyes you might see a glimpse of the true outline of the shadow that follows me
which is why my eyes childishly play hide n seek because we all have secrets we keep in the shadows hoping that once we hear “ready or not here I come” we’ve hidden them enough not to be found

This darkness, an invitation to the party of sin where B.O.B stands for bring your own binges

Cause since this sinning in the shadows usually happens in the dark we keep turning off the lights to get our sinful fix we find euphoric

We’ve given nighttime the reputation of a criminal cause wrongs are rarely seen in daylight

You may judge the murderers, rapists, thieves, and addicted prostitutes but you should keep your mouth closed cause in the metaphoric nighttime we all run the streets

Our tongues become weapons of choice, making us murderers with our words
 We are rapists of dignity and character, thieves of innocence. We have addictions we do in the ally way of our door locked bedrooms, and we become prostitutes with our faith

We are children of the light called to be the light of the world. But we find ourselves flipping off the light switch to join the temptations of the shadows.

Temptations that lurk in the shadows of our minds, they set traps in our weaknesses so when the lights turn off we tip toe around, walking the line until we trip on the traps set for us.

If we kept the lights on we’d be able to avoid the traps but instead we decide blindfold ourselves with foolishness

So switch off, blindfolds on, traps set.. we venture into the depths for temporary fixes. But we eventually turn the switch back on cause we’re supposed to be children of the light right?

With a hangover of guilt, we come home from the masquerade not realizing we still have on our mask of hypocrisy.

So child please turn on the light, you weren't meant to play with

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