As I lay here awake in this dark chamber meant for slumber.
My vision blurs in and out I stare into the darkness of every corner.
Yet they bring me comfort when compared to the dark corners of my mind.
My lights have slowly disappeared from my sight. Lost somewhere in the darkness.
I fear that what light that remains will burn out and leave me with only my own light.
Which will fade slowly over time, leaving me to succumb to utter darkness.
A darkness that is not of this world but of my own mind.
Shall I live in darkness or will I die with the dark?
Which is worse? A life without light and slow forget its touch or to die alone in the dark still knowing what light feels like?
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Poems From a Mad mind.
PuisiPoems I have written. They tend to be quick reads. Some sad, happy, depressing, deep, and everything in between. They are not all good but I like to think I have a few good ones scattered through. Some are short some are longer. So are simple some a...
