Darkness
Drifting here and there like a shadow is like darkness you cant reach. The more you see the more you want to forget. Taken a breath is nothing, but surviving the breath is a miracle. The darkness forms, swirling in every morphosis of your being, but when you look back there is nothing but emptiness. The emptiness surrounds you and its hard not to listen, waiting for something, anything to jolt you back to reality. Does reality exist or are you living in a dream? You scream and scream but the only sound you make, only the darkness can hear you. Darkness and light mixes in with your eternal soul. Both are fighting each other for power. Which one do you control or do you let them control you? 1/14/2013
Copyright © Angela Roark | Year Posted 2013
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