Darkness. It's in all of us. Like the moon we all have a dark side that no one will ever see. Our secrets, our thoughts, and our passions all hide there like shadows in the night.
We try our hardest to hide them from others to keep our happiness ours. But is it really happiness? Are our secrets and passions and thoughts all happy? For me not all of them are happy.
Sometimes when I lay in bed I go to the dark side and visit the secrets and passions and thoughts. There are happy thoughts sometimes. but most are sad. The sad thoughts are the ones that stick like glue. At night as I lay in the darkness on the dark side I let the thoughts lurk in my head. Why did you have to go? Are you happy? Does she make you happy? She's better than me. What makes her better than me? I need to change. Will you come back if I change?
I think and think and think then a single tear sheds down my cheek.
What does this tear mean? Does it mean I miss him? Or am I just depressed? Does it mean I'm jealous? Or do I just want my best friend back? These thoughts soon then leave a trail of tears on my pillow and I fall asleep to these thoughts.
I wake up with a damp pillow and it's no longer dark I see light shining through my curtains. Does this mean I'm going to have a good day?
I put on a mask of makeup to hide the pain from the dark side that I visit in the darkness of the night. The light let's me have a good day. But the Darkness doesn't let me sleep. Darkness It's in all of us. Like the moon we all have a dark side that no one will ever see. Our secrets, our thoughts, and our passions all hide there like shadows in the night and during the day the sun will hide the moon just like the light will hide the dark and the smiles will hide the sadness.
