Dark Side

Everyone has a dark side but this silhouette stranger, this one sided love haunts me, forever tattooing me on its heart Forever hiding in the dark corners of my mind. Close to me like the sticky sweetness of cotton candy It wraps me around in its arms, and tells me that it is the only one who could stand the cramp corners of my mind The mist of dew drops crowd in the corners of my eyes, this stranger sends thoughts that makes the dew fall like the Niagara. This silhouette stranger dips me in the dim light of the pantry kitchen, reminding me that my insomnia is a walking time bomb on my physical mentality. If I tell you that, my emotions are the many-casketed bodies that are now forgotten bones of loved ones. Would you run? When my anchor begins to break would you catch my fall. Or watch as this stranger locks me in the solitary confines of my bed of emotions that scream how Worthless Pathetic Naïve Disgusting Unloved Hopeless Immature Ungrateful I have asked this silhouette stranger to abandon the hollow auditorium of my body To give back what was once mine. I have what I like to call an unrequited love relationship with my lover depression, this ever-changing silhouette stranger. Depression holds me hostage inside its cage but a ransom note will not be required here. My depression tells me it’s the only one who can stand the cramp corners of my mind This unwanted lover sticks close to me like the sticky sweetness of honey This stranger loves me, in an unrelenting way But... At least I’m Loved.