Thursday, December 4, 2014

"I Am The Sun."

You count the mistakes and grave at my grips, forgetting that I make the universe; you will always not see my best eclipse.

It makes me sad sometimes to feel you afar. On those days I call the clouds and darken the star.
I burn day and night since the galaxy needs me to; I crave for love and faith which brings me closer to you.

I might be sin, but not a Satan.
I might be good, but not a God.

I break, I build.
I mistake, I guilt.
I say, I silent.
I calm, I violent.

I good, I bad.
I sane, I mad.
I shade, I bling.
I pawn, I king.

For all I am, I am into one.
You get the whole, a part of it or you get none. It’s your choice not mine to make.
Make it wise ‘cause to see you burn my heart will ache.

But tonight I will shine, for my light is bright. I am the sun at its glorious might.

Accept my worse or brutally disown. I will light your universe for reasons unknown.

Don't hate me to heart if in your dark I seem distant and bleak;
I am still burning hard, I want you to find your own light, don't hide go seek.

Go make your Hydra, Hercules, Phoenix and Orion.
I will illuminate your luster but belong to none.

Because tonight I will make it my night and I will gleam my wrongs and right.
It may be blinding now,
but when it's over,
it’s your Orion that will shine the most bright.