The Dark and the Light

If I feel it I’ll spill it,
I have to capture the moment before it’s gone,
If I seal it I’ll kill it,
Until it resurrects like it’s a rare phenomenon.
And therein lies the dilemma,
Emotions can suddenly burst out of nowhere,
The heart is like an enigma,
Hiding secrets that suddenly come up for air.
I try to pry the door wide open,
Aiming to see why these demons are hounding me,
Realizing all the thoughts unspoken,
Are notes I wrote long ago now surrounding me.
Perhaps that’s why I love writing,
Something inside me urges me to compose,
The dark and the light are fighting,
To control the lead role of my soul I suppose.
I was born under the sign of a Gemini,
Pensive one minute and optimistic the next,
He and I at times don’t see eye to eye,
Because a dual personality can be complex.
So if I feel it I’ll spill it to help heal and fill it,
This body is just a vessel passing through this realm,
And if something moves me it’s the spirit,
Because poetry and prose are the ones at the helm.