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Darryl (Daristotle) McMillan

Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario Canada
Darryl (Daristotle) McMillan
Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario Canada
Tuesday, August 29, 2006

The Tortured Soul

Why do I find myself in the shadows?
Why must I creep in silent agony?
Why must my dark mind be in utter blackness?
For am I not human?
Am I not what I am to become?
Do I not bleed when cut?
Laugh when joked with?
Cry When my heart is touched by sentiment?

I am these things as we all are,
Why must there be a difference
Between Me and you?
Why must my beliefs condemn me
to a hell of ridicule, and judgements

Why must I hide in the shadows of Lies?
Why does the light of truth hurt your eyes?
Why can't you sleep beneath the shade of understanding?
Free me from this place of lies
Into the valley of truth

My name is the soul, I exist in everyone
MY essence aches for my fellow souls
For I know they feel the same
However they do not see me in my shadows
I do not see them in theirs and together we
Walk blind among each other destined only to be alone.
What can I do to change this, what will stop this eclipse?

This is what has plagued my mind this night
Causing me to lose the sleep I so long for.......

I am tired now I thought I saw
A light along the western shore.
Maybe I shall pack my bag and travel
I fear however; that it shall be gone before morning.
Darryl (Daristotle) McMillan
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