My Negativity As A Positive

Darkness of the Sky

I look back at the moon,

at the darkness of the sky,

the clouds swarmed in like angry butterflies,

the clouds hovered thick just like the morning fog,

the morning dew spreads across the glass window like history over the globe.

All is dark within a heart,

don't understand till every things lost,

there's a difference between the limits of the darken sky.

Heaven and Hell.

The sky is the light,

yet at the same time tis the dark. 

Heaven the light.

Hell the dark.

Created by belief.

Created by thought.

Created by us.

Does that make us the darkness?

Does that make us the light?

The sky our light, the sky our dark.

The darkness of the sky represents

what is,

what isn't.

That's for us to find out.