Remember what spit you out.
What made you.
What long ago,
dark and fetid breath
convinced you
to be what you were.
That thing you loathed.
Now, you are something else,
but you still can’t forget
being darkness.
Blissful in ignorance.
Lit on fire,
hedonism burns
in rainbow flames.
The thought that you
might one day
owe the world anything
is anathema to you.
Struggle with your chosen kind
to make a place that makes sense,
but reality
cannot be escaped,
and all choices have just results.
Remember your failure.
Remember when you spoke,
and words, and deeds
came back to haunt you.
Those lessons held
no value then.
Only now,
in the light of this
golden morning
can you know
the things
that being darkness taught you.
Wipe away the tears
and find a smile.
Small concessions,
not much recompense.
To be here,
in the glow of today,
looking forward
will have to be enough.
It has always been
the light
that comforts
those who return
from being darkness.
DJR – 2023
