Darkbright
Pitch black void, darkness that envelopes me. Bright blinding full, luminosities that drives me. To which I wonder is true light. Is it the stars we count in the sky, or is it the space between them that truly allows us to see? Darkness that light shines through or stars that expand our sight? Without the stars we’d never see the stars, and without the stars we’d never know where to go. Blazing hot passion, burning through my skin as I am blinded by the sun. Freezing cold raging, numbing my body as though stuck in a glacier. Everyday is the same, weather it sun or rain. All I feel is a never-ending pain. I have a chilly brain and boiling heart. Back to the darkness I hide in to hopefully pull off another fake smile, to a world that always wants to know but will only use it to torture me slow. The light gives off a blinding wrath, it’s where I go to truly be free but now I have to describe to you all what I see. But in the end its never good enough, damn this world might always be two faced like the stars and the sun.