Who am I?

I am Enigma

Wild like an Arabian mare

Unpredictable like a tornado

I am love and pain

I am night and day

I am light and shadow

I am poet and nerd

I am the student and the teacher

Sensuality flows through my veins

Naïve like a newborn dove

Astute like a haunting fox

Haunted are my eyes

Yet my heart remains untamed.

I am the philosopher stone

I am your mirror,

There is no hiding from me

You can ran all you want

Yet your legs will always bring you back

Wanting to know more

Seeking for a revelation

Of that which you don’t dare show

Yet I see it clear as day

I see your darkness,

I see your light

Yet myself I am unable to define.

As I look at my own reflection,

I wonder who am I looking at today

There are days when words flow like honey

And days where silence covers me like a fog

There are days when I feel like a wounded bird

When everything seems gray

And I can barely crawl

Those are the days my wounds bleed again

Where my mind battles with madness

As my shadow rises up and demands to dance

I surrender to her arms

For I am her and she is I.

As I let go of my desire to fight back

I can feel her loving embrace

“Trusts me” she whispers

And I let go to the abyss

As I am engulfed by its dark waters,

I think I will drown

Instead I am given the breath of life

Out of of the abyss I rise one more time

I can now feel my wings

I spread them wide

Like a falcon soaring through the sky

I can see everything

I am no longer blind

I wake up as if from a dream

All my senses come to life

Those are the days I feel flowers rising from my soul