Sometimes he doesn't want to escape
The darkness seems inviting
It's touch is soft like silk
It's arms are open and welcoming
The darkness consumes him often
It controls his mind
Dances with his thoughts
Tells him to isolate himself
In order to remain protected
This is why he trusts the darkness
It's protection is unending
It's whispers never leave
He's comforted by knowing
Darkness always roams
Darkness always stays
Unlike you
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Desolation Boy 2
PoetryThis ones for the people who feel like human errors every day of their lives All poems are from my head, heart & soul !TRIGGER WARNING!
