Darkness
Darkness is like my mirror
Shattered like blackened glass
Reflecting broken bits of me
As hours, days and years go past
Darkness is like a fiery mess
Endless, cold and without mercy
Coals and ashes, shriveled up
Tomorrow remains unseen
Light seems to burn my world
From the dullest of all dull candles
Like touching a golden ember
Its splendour you cannot handle
Darkness is a force of life
The only one I’ve ever known
I’m scared of what I do not know
And what I do not understand
Darkness is like an old friend
Lingering, forever remembered
The darkest of all my days were bright
From you my light emerged
I cannot think of a time well spent
That didn’t include you in it
A world so unforgiving
One in which we did not fit
Darkness is a battle
Not to be won but only to lose
You fight for everything you love
And get defeated at the time they choose
Darkness is a house
Standing alone and desolate
No one wants to live there
Doing so fills them with hate
Blackness is a colour
A shade of the darkest emotion
The feeling you get when you feel empty
Just going through the motions
Black is endless and cold
And all I’ve ever known
But I cannot tear myself away
For fond of it I’ve grown
Copyright © Sev Smith | Year Posted 2012
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