A spark
Sought after
In the dark
As I grow old faster
Elation lost
Behind all trials
Finding myself alone
Amidst this silent night
I run and run
But I don't look at the fleeting joy
Why do I evade it?
But not anymore
I kiss the winged butterfly
As the sun sets
I feel this deep restive silence
And I must embrace it
I love myself
For who I am
And not for
Who I could be