Turn Off The Sun

Turn off the sun; my life still will shine from deep within
Dress me in black watch me glowing like I have never been
From darkness I was born, yet rebelled in a morning skin
Demolish me in dimness, but even then I can potentially win

Beat me not, for darkness is my shield that cannot betray
What would a dying sun do, when I'm united to what's gray
A night spirited woman thrives through me whenever I pray
Embedded in my soul, with agony I live to fight another day

Luminance frightens the secrets I suppress
my misery fears the revelation of its hidden duskiness
for I mourn, I revive within my own mystery - nonetheless
I subsist the pain of the lonesome that I repress

Turn off the sun, watch how light will beam from my heart
for darkness is a part of me, from darkness I am a part
Like stars endlessly glow, yet can only be glimpsed at night
I too can shine through dimness, if not convert it into light.

By: Rania Moallem