World Walker

 
sadness wells deep within
bare of soul I face the world
honesty shyly looks around
covering her blossom with her hair

she yet desires
inside craves, denying guile
confessing her hidden needs
in astonishment admits... masochism

longing to control she wrestles with you, Dominant Lord
who desires a challenge behind the eyes
up for the adversity she shines
a little shimmer of innocence by design
combined with the darkness of experience

seething with misunderstanding
withdrawing further, with thoughts of being rejected
as being too young in the immortal since

I confess I'm still willful Father
being the girl and woman you desired
whose tears flavor the hunger so well

within my heart, you slow the world
when I can bear no more torture
I refocus my energies and tell you
I'm guilty of being a hypocrite

lying to myself
and trying to deceive you about my nature
being a mixture of both realms
I wander between the two

learning to face your truth