The Backlight

"The Backlight"
“The Backlight”

When I give you the backlight

You stop, stumble, starryblind

I push on beyond the blurred lines

Hoping that these mirrors are spinning lies

When you ask me if I have the heart

I stop and stare and flick the dart

The demons rolling down the road

Those angels only look the part

The heat is breaking my skin

My seared eyes, I’m living in

Oh daddy, help me survive

Help me, my breath is caving in

My broken image fades in rhyme

You pull the rope, choke “divine”

If it’s true what’s told in time

I want to leave, forgo sublime

When I give you the backlight

You try to be composed and kind

I’m tangled in binding cords

The heat you love, it makes me blind

I’m breaking in my back

My shadow won’t give me slack

Oh daddy, just let me die

Leave me, I don’t want to try

Leave me, I don’t want to try

Melanie Falconer is a freelance writer and editor living in Los Angeles, California. Her writing mainly concerns philosophy, personal experiences, cultural commentary, and her love of the visual and performing arts. If you’d like to reach out to her, you can do so here.