I hate the feelings I get when I am alone
The Darkness in my mind; it presses
Like an infant to her mothers’ breast
It will not leave until its’ fill is earned
Of knowledge on how to perform its’ duties
The Darkness that lives in me
Stay within memories
Past injuries that scar themselves
And stay by my subconscious forever
To remind me of how cruel
Life and people in it are
These memories never will be forgotten
The only way to shake them
Are to put them on another’s shoulders
So they can help me rid myself of them
