I SEE YOU

What happened to your smile?...
That like plasticine you draw on your face
'Proper' words spill forth....
Hollow echoes...
While your heart cries in silence.

Claws scratch at your soul...
Silent screams of the forgotten self
Wrestling beneath the weight of conformity
Where success is a two-faced charade...
And failure is living to the rhythm of your true essence.

You hide your so-called failures 
Your dreams and desires... 
Showing only flaws that are approved 
To be applauded by a blind audience 
Who can't and doesn't want to see the magick of your spirit 
Nor listen to your melody
Which gently still whispers within.

Desperation dances in your veins
Mind and heart locked in a battle
A constant wrestling 
Which you learned to endure
Like a compliant pet...
Instead of the divine force you were born to be.

You call us misfits as if it were an insult
But in our gaze, you stand exposed...
For we see not with physical eyes
but through the lens of the soul.

Misfit I am...
A poetic spirit...
You cast me into shadows with your derision
Futile attempts to break what was forged by the Gods...
Like the lotus, I rise from the mud...
And like the phoenix, I reclaim my fire.

You prepare my bonfire...
Witch...
Seductress...
Your fear aims beyond my flesh...
You fear the vast oceans of my mind...
And tremble before my untamed heart...
Strong and Free.

You fear I desire your kingdom 
When it exists not in my world 
Paper castles, I care not.

You seek someone to blame...
To punish...
You are afraid to confront your nightmare 
The betrayal of yourself...
Forgotten dreams... 
Extinct magick... 
All the good things about you sacrificed 
All a distant melody.

I refuse to be your sacrificial lamb
Nor do I need a shepherd to guide me
I commune with life...
Divinity flowing through my sacred veins.

My kingdom is woven from the fabric of the cosmos
My eyes like the Moirai...
Seeing beyond the veil of illusion...
Revealing secrets that bring hope to some
And resentment to others.

The cooling fire of Freya burns eternal
in me...
Angels and demons sing in harmony...
Sharing wisdom that I choose to embrace
Defying what others are willing to hide.

My kingdom was forged in blood tears...
In the profound pain of transformation...
I am sinner...
I am saint..
In this truth, I find no fear...
for I am the Free Spirit...
With eyes that pierce through your masks
And while you feign smiles laced with hatred...
Just know this...
I SEE YOU.

Sofia E. Falcone
Photo credit: I want to thank Instagram: @mf_imagery for the photo.