Unreleased
So today im sitting here
Brooding, Pondering
about things and words
I sit in a dimly lit room and wonder
Why is it so dark in here
and why so light outside?
Cause darkness seems to follow me
And in a way im embracing the isolation that comes along with it.
See yesterday sat painted for the first time in a long time
in the same dimly lit room
Today only to discover that
what i had painted
Looked like a rainbow
and i didn't even know it
Im thinking about things that i know are fact
A few of which are.
Without dark there would be no light
and in the end every color in the world eventually turns to black.
So now im wondering,
Is it bad to sit alone
Here, In my dimly lit room?
Or is it a natural progression of things
And maybe, Just maybe the darkness inside of all of us
Is really what makes the light
For there is beauty in the breakdown
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