Ink Stained Soul…

I can feel flames on my skin.
Burning under the surface.
Ready to come out with the rage of Aries.
Those of you who took and took.
Knowing it wasn’t yours to acquire.
Believing me to be too gentle.
My current weak, like you assumed the water that flows with my heart.
My empathy like a target to shoot your poisonous arrows through.
Thinking that you were ripping the veil of my essence.
My light illuminating all that would come to pass.
My compass, ancient magic.
Long forgot about, coursing through my very veins.
Hidden beneath the surface of who you never truly knew.
When balance and judgement coming calling, my face is what will run through your mind.
The sound of my voice and all I ever said.
Wishing I would reach out my loving hand.
The shadows will come and I won’t be there.
For I will be dancing in the light.