My friends once asked me,
'Why do you prefer to fight and suffer alone in the dark,
rather than find and thrive in the light?'
'It must be lonely.. sitting here by yourself, right?'
I know they worry for me, but there's no need...
The truth is... I'm never in the dark;
And even though it's not bright, I do live in the light.
I'm not lonely.. because I'm not alone.
I have the night sky, full of shinning stars...
Not to mention Mother Moon...
The moon has truly seen me at my best...
And she helped me through my worst...
Her soft gaze, and the twinkling of her kin,
Gave me strength when I needed it most.
So while some love with the passion of the sun,
My love is like the moon.. gentle and kind.
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The Hidden Darkness
PoetryI honestly don't know what to put here.. I decided to write a book, and so I wrote these poems. I know that they aren't very good, but at least I tried.. right?? 😅😅😅
