This darkness I see
Has become a part of me
This black mirage
My darkness falling
I have stopped running
It's inescapable
And comforting once you give in
The dark is warm,
It's embrace, my newly made friend
It's crippling stress my new wings
I cannot see, but that is fine
The world has things it wants to hide
This blindness is is kindness
This dark my mercy
Join me, my friend
For the end is near
And the blindness is warm

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Poems
PuisiSome sappy and sad poems I write. I have a few happy ones, but I write to get out the bad stuff.