Slow it down
Everyone thinks for some reason that darkness is bad
It’s morbid
It’s depressing because there’s no light
Why do you need to be able to see in order to be happy?
Right now I’m finding the dark to be the most beautiful thing
So quiet
A place to lay myself down and rest
A never-ending womb in which I can store my thoughts, my sorrows, my strifes
I want to forget everything during times like these
Just hush and appreciate the silent world around me
Hush, hush, let the black backdrop sink in
I feel it wrap around me
So lovingly
So comfortingly
I’m tired of fighting
I knew this would come, but why try opposing this feeling of impending peace?
Just hush, let it sink in.
Ah.
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The Diary
PoetryAs if the first kiss story wasn't personal enough, here's my virtual diary! I named it after the Hollywood Undead song. This will be my way of venting out to the world, and I seem to have a knack for extended metaphors. I have always written privat...
