Darkness And Light Poem by Mat Ship

Maybe it's the wine, maybe it's the dessert
Maybe it's nothing. Can you taste the hurt?
There is so much beauty, thrown upon the table
Every soul is naked, a dark shadow cast upon us

My internal conflict resurrects sentiments of both love and hate
Notorious I am for lack of grit and sheer determination
I hold myself captivated with the most mundane of tasks
Random I am,
I am nothing
I am everything

I long for that sweet serenity which eternally eludes my grasp