The Hybrid (Poem)

Maybe I was meant to be alone,
in the coldest place where darkness fold.
Nonetheless, my heart reject the touch of the Dark,
but I was not and never have the shine of the Light

Maybe I was born to be alone,
to stand between the Light and the Dark,
between the Fire and the Ice,
between the Right and the Wrong,
between the Truth and the Lies,
between the Angel and the Demon
within me.

I must admit,
I am neither an Angel nor a Demon,
Neither a Slave or a Master.
But I must choose the gate,
between who I am
and who I am not.

Thou see, it is all about a choice,
but I see none of them at all.
I stay in the middle, among the crowd,
slowly surrender and let me drown.
I cannot feel my heart or my brain,
what do I feel is my empty Soul.

Now alone in the dark,
with silver Moonlight guide my path.
All I see is my Death,
that I refused to take and needed Life.
How can I live in this lonely pain,
when I had nothing to gain.

Dear Goddess of the Sun and the Moon,
Goddess of the Light and the Dark,
Goddess of the Fire and the Ice,
Goddess of the Truth and the Lies.
Guide me, answer me.
How can I live in this Hybrid realm?