Sometimes I scare myself
Because I think I actually like being in the dark, stuck with the pain I've felt
It's familiar and if I have to be honest, safe
Light is the unknown to my mind
It hasn't seen it, in such a long time
My demons keep me surrounded as they scream all day
I've made it my job to keep them constantly at bay
I don't know what I could do if I had all that time given back to me
The darkness has always just been my reality
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Dear John: The Words I Could Never Say
PoetrySometimes we cry in silence because the words we want to scream would break us if we spoke them. In this book I have compiled the poems, I poured my heart and soul into when my lips didn't dare speak a word of what my heart so badly wanted to say. S...
