My Dark Side
looking around,
all that is seen are the ruins of the life before this moment.
searching for guidance.
received are the
torn pictures,
bruised walls,
fractured ceilings
of a broken childhood.
the dark side;
my dark side.
facing the truth with love or with guilt.
the guidance was never received.
captured by what was thought of as guilted love
you brought me to the light side.
December 15, 2017
Copyright © Alex Anonymous | Year Posted 2017
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