What I am.
By Jamilla.
Darkness fills me
Every corner of my damned soul
In my every thought, in my every action
Darkness prevails, why can I not change?
But how can I?
All I am is this.
Darkness.
I veil myself from the light
For it burns, such contrast
Light and dark
Yet it is from within darkness that light is born
For there is no light without dark
And no dark without light.
This I ponder
As I wander
This dim road
Stumbing.
Fumbling.
So shameful to admit
Yet unwilling to change
What I am.
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