Does the sunshine need a shadow?

I hold two truths
Home is neither here nor there

And when I find it, it will be a discovery
Or a rediscovery
Where in somewhere inside I can sort of feel that I was born knowing but somehow managed to forget

I destroyed it
And I suffer and sob over what I have destroyed
Loneliness and solitude struggle into a dance that's a fight
Reaching deeper into the scaffolding of my soul
And I begin to face death like an old friend
As I cover the truth that nothing can save me

I am
And I hold two truths
I want be still and just worship
In some strange way I am not with you, I am against you


I love you and I fight you
I speak more than one language, sometimes, simultaneously
The chitter chatter of the those languages are sometimes a gentle song where the instruments play music in my chest
And other times they are an unbearable noise
Where the sound of sirens echo through my mind
And speak to me in rhythms and rhymes
For those who are near me are far away
And the space around me is beginning to grow wider
And what once was a garden is now an open field
Where I can see those homes where people are doing things
And memories are created
And I am running and stopping and adjusting
Looking behind me to see the neighbourhoods I have left behind


And in those fields I dance to sorrow and to joy
Combating you and embracing you

Chasing shadows to reach the sunshine

Take me
With all my feelings unrefined
Where that wildness echoes  like windchimes in bird cages
Of deep dark secrets
lies and breaking windows

I hold two truths
flying through and stepping over
Moments of clarity and moments of truth
Fade away into waves of sorrow
Chaos and the pushing and pulling
Stretching and cutting
Take me

I am
And I hold two truths
That beauty is skin deep
And I am a thief behind the mask
And find myself checking whether my consciousness is proper consciousness or not
But I do know where my breakage is
And in that breakage is both my consciousness and my being

I am
And I hold two truths
I am distant and full of Sorrow
I am happy and full of joy
Happy that is not true
So I cry a rebellious cry
So Take me