365 Days of Poetry (Part Three)

Day 103: Dark and Mysterious.

...When they speak the words "dark and mysterious".

They say them, as if it's a good thing to be this way.

Though all I have ever wanted to be; even just once.

Is light and bright; known, respected, understood.

Fate has not been so kind, however, so this is not to be.

For the true darkness within, it will always take over.

Consuming my entire being, filling my heart with hate.