Some days
The dark is a friend
Which encases me in an embrace
And lets me know im not alone
Other days
The dark is an instigator
Which awakens my demons
And lets them out to play
Occasionally
The dark is a stranger
Which is sort of just there
And does not help or hinder
Sometimes
The dark is an enemy
Which contains unknown terrors
And wishes to devour my very soul
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In My Head
PoesiaA collection of my poetry. there is no rhyme or reason between them, they are simply there because i wrote them and needed a place for them to go. i know, my grammar sucks. also, there will be updates whenever i write more poetry.
