Darkness became my comfort zone.
The silence and humidity,
My eyes seeing nothing but black.
Hearing my heartbeat fast and loud.
The funny place where tears are present.
The amusement I feel with pain.
The joy of being alone.
The boredom of sitting while hugging your knees.
The darkness will hug you when no one is there.
Like a blanket, soft and smooth.
Then it will drown you to something unknown.
The choices are for you to make.
Go with the black light now. Go with me.
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My Life and Other Things
PoetryThe thing is I do not know if my life is too common or I am just so unfocused and alone. The thing is I want to know if every people is same as me, or if that difference makes us the same. The thing is I have to write it all because that's the only...
