Are you trapped in a borrowed identity? Is this the real life or is it just fantasy? Are you lost in your light? Are you dissatisfied with what this existence has to offer? This poetry explores the story of such a man who lived in cave and one day he would breakfree. This poem is about bondage and freedom. It is a poetry about indentity and society. It is a poetry about what a man to do when he faces the void.
I have known this man For quite a long time A lot has been said about him A lot can be said about him I am sure he doesn’t mind
So this man lived in a cave It didn’t matter, night or day Darkness wouldn’t escape Emptiness would fill the gap While he stayed in there dismayed
His silence was maddening His will was deprived of words Rage he was battling For reasons were unsettling His only salvation was absurd
He wasn’t afraid of the darkness Within him he had seen the light Secrets he had been keeping Now afloat in sinking feelings And confusion was out of sight
All the pain he had felt All the miseries he had known He painted on his walls Knowing he was the one at fault In the darkness before the dawn
He was ready to let the light in Doubts were fading in the shades Past was forgettable Future was meaningless But in this moment he wasn’t afraid
In his madness he was awakened Identity he could no longer hold Only thing he could offer or feel Was the vacancy, his mind revealed Like a potter and his mold.