rooeyoo
Simple pleasures-
The warmth and comfort
Familiarity to fall back on
...A sanctuary of sorts
Solid enough to cling to
A protector, preserver of old
Shielding from the outside
Surrounded in a screen
Untouchable by the world
Gratefully-
Sinking further into the cushions.
Hiding in the tall Savanna grass
A tigress slides into position
Ready to spring on her prey
Muscles twitching in anticipation
She lives for this, the thrill- the kill
Wrestling the unsuspecting prey
They never have a chance to flee
The crunch of bones between her jaws
Nothing compares to her lust for blood
The cat springs from her crouch.
Caught in the headlights
Eyes growing wide
Stuck at a crossroad
Unsure which path to take
Do I flee or stay and fight?
You and I have built a wall,
with each fight another brick goes up.
On the wall there is a white canvas.
Staring at this canvas, I feel sadness.
It could be something, yet isn't. Like me.
Staring at this canvas, I feel lonely.
Left alone to whither in the dark. Like me.
Staring at this canvas, I feel comradeship.
It is blank, colorless, empty. Like me.
Staring at this canvas, I feel envy.
While it is alone, at least it is still white and pure.
Untouched and unbroken by the world.
Unlike me.
Staring at this canvas, I cry.
Step towards me, come into my world. See the beauty inside. The endless colors, vibrant, unforgettable. Hear joyous cries carrying into the night. Seeing the proud tree tips touch the skies. Experience God's world in full light. Step into my world. All it takes is a step.
I cannot be the perfection you wish to see,
I'm struggling on the edge.
What do you expect of me?