daylight in the dark

A Chapter by Empty Spaces

Its funny how you can appreciate the darkness of a corner when your crying. I learned along time ago that the dark can be deadly. And shadows and speak to you without sound, its also funny when you try to explain that to someone else. Sometimes I wonder if I could have stopped all of this and somehow. My grandmother use to say grief is a brief state of denial. Well i'm addicted to it. I always remember Drew on days like this. I always wonder what he would have said to me. He was the type of guy to actually open up and talk to you. Blasting music hurts so bad because your reminded, but its like you have to be. Every night has been the same. Looking at the stars and begging them to shine on me. Goodnight....

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