Sometimes I compare my self to a dusk sky. One side light and full of warmth and one side full of cold and dark. Then it becomes all dark and imagine myself being the blank and empty relm of space. The stars are my friends. The moon is my will . I imagine what it would be like without them. And feel pity for the darkness only to realize I'm just the same. Full of darkness that nobody seems to realize. Alone wishing for someone to notice me. I feel sad and broken down. But then arises the sun. My signal of hope. The sigh that my dark struggles are over for now. I live for the moment that the sun rises. When I will be rid of the burden which I carry. But until then I will be alone in my darkness
