But as time went on,
My eyes adjusted to the dark.
The pitch black that I used to see,
Became the only place of comfort for me
And being with myself felt more easy,
Than being with people to try and please.
Besides, it doesn't mean I don't long for the light,
Because I do, I just feel like I'm undeserving.
I don't want to stay in this nothingness,
I don't want to be alone forever.
But please don't force me to come out,
Don't try to pull me out of my dark corner.
Instead, take my hand,
Sit with me and together,
Let's take in all what life has to offer
And make our final decision
On whether this lifetime is worth living for.
Until we're ready to leave this dark corner,
Until I am ready to walk out on my own
With you, holding my hand,
Until then,
Let's just sit here and appreciate
This nothingness, this void,
This pitch black.
- w.r
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A Cup of Tea's
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