A ray of light and
The shadow infinite
They talk to me,
They torment me
They love me
They hate me.
As I reach out for them
They disappear
All that is left is darkness
The darkness of my soul
An infinite black hole.
Many lost themselves in it
but it always wants more.
The light plays with hope
Hope fractures beliefs,
The shadow seeps through the cracks,
And fills those cracks with greed.
The shadow grows bigger,
So does the greed,
For some it is a shield,
To hide the scars underneath.
The light is a monster,
Its is a beautiful disaster,
It is an illusion,
The dark tunnel is not a shackle,
And the light at the end is not the solution.
The shadow is all consuming,
The light is too intimidating,
They feed upon your soul,
And leave you deteriorating.
YOU ARE READING
JUST ANOTHER LIFE
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