The Dark
From my "Poems from the heart" collection.
The Dark
There is darkness within us all
We obscure it from view
Strive to hide the shadows call
Work to change its hideous hue.
Deep down we know it's there
Lurking, hiding, ready for war
Behind hidden eyes and an empty stare
Our heartless inner tormentor.
We find peace in hiding ourselves
Ignoring temptations of shadowed thought
We bury them high on dusty shelves
After battles raged and wars we've fought
These thoughts don't abide
They do what they want
My will they have defied
Their promises, they haunt
Why does the darkness hurt ?
Why does it fight me ?
It tells me I am dirt
It does this freely
So here i will wallow
Alone in the darkness
Thinking I am hollow
Sick and thoughtless.
About the Creator
Addison H.
I'm still very new to writing, but it fills me with joy to be able to express myself. It brings me even more joy to be able to bring my work to others. I'm very appreciative of my readers.
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