I know this darkness all too well
I sit in it every night
And let it fill my mind up tight
All the way to the brim
It makes me feel so empty
It doesn't matter how much I try
The darkness is my friend
The shadows won't leave me be
Who cares what they think?
Why does it matter if I let it consume me?
The darkness is there for me
More than you ever been
Maybe it's creepy
Possibly a little morbid
Please just let me lie down here for awhile
My old friend is calling me
My thoughts need a rest
The night will come
And I will go when it calls
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PuisiA series of poems. Some inspirational, others relatable; they all are meant to help me get what I feel out of my head and out into the world.
