Old And Dark

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Okay, so this poem is rediculously old hehe. I wrote this as a class project. Yes, it is very dark, but it was my teen years....c'mon.

Darkness

Darkness is a state
of which I am afraid.
And yet it seems so long
after all the time I've stayed.
It surrounds me like a circle,
a never ending twine.
To some it can encourage.
To some it can incline.
That it is even better,
but this I cannot see.
For the darkness that surrounds me,
will never set me free.
But then perhaps when it's my turn,
when all my time is gone.
All my fears inside I'll burn
and greet it like the dawn.

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Old And Dark

1:30 AM Edit This 0 Comments »
Okay, so this poem is rediculously old hehe. I wrote this as a class project. Yes, it is very dark, but it was my teen years....c'mon.

Darkness

Darkness is a state
of which I am afraid.
And yet it seems so long
after all the time I've stayed.
It surrounds me like a circle,
a never ending twine.
To some it can encourage.
To some it can incline.
That it is even better,
but this I cannot see.
For the darkness that surrounds me,
will never set me free.
But then perhaps when it's my turn,
when all my time is gone.
All my fears inside I'll burn
and greet it like the dawn.

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