Celestial power seeps through my skin,
as I sleep,
I am deep in a dream,
running from waking hours,
wondering what else I can do,
to be free.
I used to wonder,
if I was a good person,
being who I needed to be,
so I could keep myself alive,
watching my soul surrender to shadows,
accepting that life is a choice,
between survival,
and self satisfaction.
