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At The Hands of Emotion

January 4, 2015
By Skye Turunen Dubourg GOLD, London, Other
Skye Turunen Dubourg GOLD, London, Other
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There once was a world of white
Through my eyes , the windows, it streamed in
Light!
White mind
White world
O, what could be more joyous?
Childhood innocence
I am simply what I am
The world is simply what it is
Thus shall I live forever
White on white
However
I did not expect the hideous shadow
Which passed the window
So anomalous to the brightness of the whiteness
I did not believe it
So I did not heed it
It was horrific and lifeless
I walked and walked in fields of white
And was struck to my knees in fright
As I beheld the sight
Not just a shadow of darkness
But above my head a cluster of clouds
And beneath them I stood, now in shrouds
Of black
I then understood, the whiteness was merely to conceal
My soul from the darkness to be revealed
When I found out that happiness is not omnipresent
It seemed to me now that the white was a lie
So I looked for the darkest clouds in the sky
I basked in their gloom
And sentenced myself to doom
I had forgotten the colour white.
Permanent pitch black night!
You see some strange sights
Our greatest fear is of the unknown
And not knowing, why all this blackness I dreamed up darkness of my own
I created a demon
ascended from hell
The land where the sinners dwell
Punished for grievous, dark and sinister crimes
You demon possess me
I thought punishment was only for the cruel
Yet I the most fragile
Meek and mild
Am the subject of your torture
You twist me
You rack me
But I keep standing
To proclaim my innocence
You undermine me
You manipulate me into I self-hatred
But I keep standing
To proclaim my innocence
You asphyxiated me
You strike me
But I keep kneeling, crippled
To appeal my innocence
You beat me
You bruise me
But I keep trembling with my failing strength, lying down to protest my innocence
You fling me
You drag me across gravel
But I keep bleeding to protest my innocence
You pick me up
Slam me into the ground
Swing me round and cast me at the walls of this prison
Kick me again and again and again and again and again
In my ribs
Break my bones
Blast me
Burn me
Impale me
And slice off my limbs
But I keep wheezing and muttering my innocence, only my mouth left moving
You tear at my throat
But I keep gasping and choking through the blood
Crying my innocence
And then you leave me
No sensation but pain
Dreading the moment when you come again
But you are still standing!
So many say to me
I see no blood
so many say to me
I see no bruises
So many say to me
You can still speak
So many say to me
I don't sleep at night
I say in return
The light of day would give me strength to fight
But I only remember the blackness of the night
And had forgotten myself
The king of the light
Now lying in awe at the demon's might
Here is the demon it had to fight
You're worthless!
You're a failure!
You're a disgrace!
You're an embarrassment!
You're worthless
You're a failure
You're a disgrace!
No I'm not
You're worthless
You're a failure
No I'm not
I won't give in
You're worthless
No I'm not
I won't give in
You won't defeat me
No I'm not
I won't give in
You won't defeat me.
And don't come back
It was a fight for power, a fight for control
I remember the feeling, when I was 5 years old
When I looked around me, and was king of the world
Well as of tonight, I am crowned once more
My reign on my emotions now restored
Having defeated the demon in an epic fight
I was freed from the torture of endless night
And dwell once again in the land of the white
No demon, no cloud within my sight
Just white on white on white
I'm still alive
I'll continue to fight



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