introduction to the poem
darkness
I used to hate darkness
It's quiet, mysterious,
and sometimes scary
Darkness terrifies me
me
As you grew older
You will realize
Darkness isn't bad
'Cause it comforts you
alone
I asked myself,
"Was it really the darkness I'm scared of
or was it being alone
without knowing where to hold?"
roses
Like those roses
I want light, I need to breathe
I used to hate darkness
But now, I am completely attached to it
