Dawn & Dusk

Spitting cobra
Venom in my eye
Erodes my facial structure
Exposing my insides

My scars are within
Where no one can see
It’s when I come to these pages
That I begin to bleed

My words are weighed down with meaning
Burdened with grief
They carry far too much sorrow
For me to even speak

They build up inside me
Like a balloon about to burst
Crush my inner organs
To make sure I hunger and thirst

This writing process is painful
But it also brings release
I spit out these words like poison
It’s better they’re out than in me

These truthful words erode
This false mask into scrap
Allow the real me to emerge
From this human-shaped trap

As the lies and deceit fall away
And my true face I finally see
I realise my vision was obscured
There was no cobra, just me