I find it easy to hide in the dark,
Where only loneliness resides.
Yet strange it is that I run,
To what I undoubtedly fear.
The solace it occasionally offered,
May have silenced the beasts within.
But now they growl even fiercer,
Ready to sink their teeth in.
I possess the vision of a bat,
And harbored the intuition of a stick.
Now I race with the speed of a sloth,
As I wish to become a man.
It was naive of me to trust,
To seek refuge from the light,
The place where my hopes stayed,
And waited for me to embrace them once more.
- Rasui Akira
written on December 4, 2005 – 08:55 PM
