The darkness is my friend
It doesn't lie to me
It doesn't show me anything I didn't already now
It lets me see beyond appearances beyond the everyday show
I can tell you all it says for its word are easy to remember
For they are mine
The darkness is my foe
It doesn't lie to me, it whispers me everything even that witch I did not wanna know
It doesn't show me anything for all is masked
I can repeat its words to you easily for the darkness is me
And I am the darkness
It has no thoughts but my own
No embodiment but me
My own thoughts destroy what they build
But I'm ok with that
For darkness is me
And I am the darkness
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Pain and other things that hurt
PoetryA collection of dark poetry that plays off pain. All are written by me. Read if you like.
