Dawn & Dusk

On these pages
Things are not always as they seem
I write what I feel
Not always what I mean

I may lash out viciously
As I am pierced with grief
Or write of awaited freedoms
Because I desperately need to dream

I may open up my insides
And let my sorrow pour out
My cynicism may draw blood
As my despair thrashes about

I cannot always vouch
That the lens I look through is clear
But know that I will always write
What I see, feel and hear

And I find, in this process
Of letting all these emotions out
Hidden amongst this chaos
The truth somewhere can be found