When Darkness fades will light shine?
Will I be happy for once?
Will I be able to live without the scars of my past embedded in my skin?
Of course not.
How could I be so silly to suggest such a thing?
For even when the scars on my skin fade,
My memories will remain the same.
Those hopeless days and helpless nights.
The thoughts of fighting on keeps me sane...though
In the state of physical fighting I am no match.
I found the solution I think, I really did.
His name is darkness and he is my only friend.
When I escape into his arms I feel free.
Instead of being stuck in this cage of humanity.
So when light fades will Darkness remain?
Of course he will, after all, I am the coffin and he is the grave.
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PoetrySo I Thought writing a description would draw more people in so... If your waiting for a sign here it is!! These poems are just written from the influences and impacts I get from everyday life, and then some. I highly recommend dude. Read them.
