Three Black Lights
Updated on October 17, 2012
The road is covered with the past of others
Crushed beneath the weight of my intrusion
The light has given me three choices
And they are all black confusing my direction
The wind blew open the eyes of a decaying man
His eyes rolled colored white and I became involved
I wondered if his soul was talking to him or me
Now he’s gone and the mystery remains unsolved
It’s been twenty years since I was my true self
And my friend who knew that person is gone
I tried to be a grown man in someone else’s world
While the lonely fisherman’s sunrise wept at dawn
In the dark reflection of light that does not exist
I can feel your breath begging me to look your way
And during the moment that I try another way of living
My true self whispers, "You know I won’t let you stay"