Because when the Dark
whispered to her,
"Come."
She thought, why not?
Maybe her mind
would shut off
in the dark that follows.
Dark took her by hand,
and engulfed her completely.
It kept her in a room
with no noise, no sound.
And it would have been tranquil,
would have been calm,
had her mind shut off too.
It was in the dark, silent space
that her mind spoke loudest.
It screamed. It laughed.
It cackled,
at her foolishness.
And she could not speak,
for her voice was gone.
And she could not write,
for her words were gone.
And she could not move,
for she felt so numb.
She was full to brim,
of empty now.
Because when Dark
whispered to her,
"Come."
It swallowed her whole.
~D

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Such Silent Chaos
RomanceAn anthology of poems based on love, and it's affects on people who love wholeheartedly.