The darkness can roar.
Roar louder than the lightness of day.
Fill the spaces with such rawness they cry out without sound.
Shaded yearning.
Stun me silently.
Hold me there.
Taking what can't be heard.
Ear ringing noise.
No distractions.
Highly unrecommended.
But it is not the darkness I see.
Only covered in the dark.
Blanketed.
My starless sky, I stare.
Watching over me.
Only.
While I struggle with uncertainties and unwanted probabilities.
With a word to continue by my side, you aren't so empty.
I do not fear you.
Though you taunt nightly and so on.
Dreams will bring me stars.
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The Sad, The Happy, The Mad; The Everything
PuisiCollection of words, writings, poems and random things. Blahblahblah ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ 《》- Darker mood ◇ - Bittersweet/Mellow mood They are older than the ones without symbols.
