I am shadow and I am light,
teetering between the two,
beckoned by, then falling for the darker plight,
as I am learning, a human enigma,
potential vast but stuck in the stigma
of being wrong, an entity of imperfection,
and even in the right direction
a calamity of debris in the wake of me.
How complex we are in our ineptitude,
how simple we are in our certainty
that we are right, regardless of the outcomes
that beat us down, cut us to the bone
and leave us wanting; so repetitiously we fail,
too stubborn to enable the truth,
too egotistical in denial,
we like pawns on a chess board, soon sacrificed.
I am filled with potential,
yet drowning in doubt,
and my soul screams relentlessly to let me out,
for my liabilities are many, my darkness my edge,
but light finds my sanctum
and entices its pledge to abide,
to learn and grow
and transcend human plight.
My inquisitive nature beckons,
yet fear takes its toll,
what I first thought was love,
and in broken hearted silence,
I collect all my parts,
sticky tape them better,
especially my heart.
Yet I remain human, dishevelled and scarred,
struggling with my expectations
and nurturing my heart,
for I am a vessel of worth, an open ended story,
the choices I make are for failure and glory,
and the more I know the less I fall,
the greater the love, and forgiveness implored,
the truer I become to myself.
Tony DeLorger © 2017