Oh, Black Box
You approach me from afar
I see your darkness coming but can’t seem to fly far enough away to escape you
You seduce me into thinking I should follow you
You show me solitude and silence
You bring me doubt and desire
You suffocate me
You keep me restrained with chains I cannot see, you clip my wings
Sometimes I am able to escape
Sometimes I am able to feel
Sometimes I remember what it was like
And, sometimes I start seeing shards of light peeking through
I start flying that way
But then you chase me again and I fly back into the solitude of darkness
I briefly remember what it feels like to see brightness and beauty, to see colors and hear song, to enjoy, let go, and be free
It’s fleeting, but it’s imprinted on my mind and it brings me back from the darkness
Slowly I begin to shed the wings of darkness and hope I am not lured back into the pit where I’ve become so comfortable
I finally feel my wings lifting me out of the black box, towards the laughter, trails, the sun, and the beauty I once knew.
Slowly, steady, and sovereignly
I become me again.
~ 2021
