darkness.
It’s all around us.
it waits for a bad thought.
and catches it.
hoping to reel us in and envelop us.
feed off of us. it takes us to a state.
that a lot of people call depression.
but it’s not so bad. if you learn to cope.
accept darkness. let it comfort you.
people say monsters live in the dark.
but in truth the real monsters are out in broad daylight.
wearing fake masks and hiding there true identities
. I know nothing about myself so how can I know anyone else?
how can I possible understand how someone else is feeling?
I can’t even figure out how I feel.
someone tell me what I feel.
I don't want the choice anymore.
give it to someone else.
let them control how my life runs.
I run my own story. but it’s taking too long to be over.
love me hate me. it doesn't matter anymore. You’re just an animal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem