The Dark

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Slithering, suffocating, spineless and wordless I creep. I'm abandoned, held back by light, pushing and breaking, keeping me at bay. The light defines me, gives me a name, forces upon me my boundaries...

But not for long. I'm not to be cast  aside any longer, to coexist as an end to the light, the ominous gloom being pushed away by the glorious light, representing fear, mindless connotations of evil beings, created mostly in the imaginations of children who have been led to believe I'm scary...

I'm not a monster!! I'm not. I'm whatever you want me to be.... I am the Darkness and you made me. I never ran from you, stuck around when light tried to push me away. I just wanted to be loved too. To not be a figure of disdain, contempt, the one to ruin the day. I'm going to be EXACTLY what you want me to be... but, I'm taking over! I don't have any sympathy, no mercy, no LOVE! I will show you all what it's like to feel dark, you will cower before me or I will destroy you. C'mon, just give in...I'm a part of you already...

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