Facing that darkness.
Does it have a name?
That black thing of hate and cruelty.
This darkness I've been accustomed too.
This thing that I've almost embraced.
When can I get on the path of light, happiness?
But if I leave this darkness, will I want to go back?
Will I plunge back into the dark waters of tears, misery, pure night.
What happened to me?
This darkness has sucummed to me.
And I went and gave this darkness my mind blindly.
Thinking it would solve the pity problems of my being.
Will I get out?
I hope.
