Darkness
Destroying everything I’ve ever held dear,
And you more than anyone were hurt by the fire.
Rage allows clarity through delusion,
Kindred spirits will know peace of which I speak.
Night it seems will bring relief, or suffering, I’m not sure where that line is drawn anymore,
Ever again I have a good night;
Sleep will hopefully bring relief,
Sleep will bring the tears needed to douse the fire started of miscommunication.
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