Darkness Surrounds Me

Darkness surrounds me,
it's up in my face,
it fills me inside,
so it fills this place.

People they see,
a happier me,
but why can't I,
be that truly.

Because darkness is night,
and the night can't be seen,
it must be felt,
through and between.

Darkness is cold,
but it is growing,
it's familiar to me,
so my darkness is showing.