I speak the truth;
But it is my truth, none other.
I walk; where others no longer walk.
I see; what others have become blind too.
I hear; where others have deafened their ears.
I feel; what others have forgotten to feel.
There is a reason they forgot,
Became deaf, blind and unfeeling.
They no longer wanted to know the pain.
There is a reason my path is all alone.
My path is blood and darkness,
Glistening starlight and pain.
The darkness and the pain are often
One in the same and you can't really see
The color of blood in the starlight.
And when the pain overwhelms all else
All that's left that you can really do... is dance.
This is my darkness dance.
Tobbie WhiteBird Crowe
But it is my truth, none other.
I walk; where others no longer walk.
I see; what others have become blind too.
I hear; where others have deafened their ears.
I feel; what others have forgotten to feel.
There is a reason they forgot,
Became deaf, blind and unfeeling.
They no longer wanted to know the pain.
There is a reason my path is all alone.
My path is blood and darkness,
Glistening starlight and pain.
The darkness and the pain are often
One in the same and you can't really see
The color of blood in the starlight.
And when the pain overwhelms all else
All that's left that you can really do... is dance.
This is my darkness dance.
Tobbie WhiteBird Crowe
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