The Beauty of Darkness

Just something I wrote the other night after having dealt with some family issues....

People tend to fear the darkness as if it were it's a breed of monster. I am not one of those people. From a young age I learned to embrace the darkness, to consider it not just a friend but an escape. An escape from the true monsters that roam this Earth. The darkness was always there for me. When my parents fought it held me close so that I didn't have to see their violence. But I still heard. When my father died and my mother left the darkness was there, comforting me while the world moved on. When my uncle ravaged my house in a drunken rage the darkness held me tight protecting me. The darkness was always there, even when I didn't need it. Laughing with my friends I'd hear his call, calling me to that pit he loves to hold me in. That pit where I become numbed from the world. The darkness was my friend but soon enough the darkness become an addiction. When tears would break out and my soul ached I held the darkness close. So close that eventually that darkness became a part of myself. Everywhere I go the darkness is there now. While in class when my professor is doing a lecture, when I am with my best friends, when I am on a date. He's always there. When things go wrong, which is often, the darkness absorbs me and I am left in nothing. No one knows about this darkness. So at night, when everyone is asleep and in a world all their own, I am in my place nestled safely in the arms of darkness. 

Author's Note

I wrote this after a long night when I couldn't care less about grammar so please excuse any mistakes.....thanks.

Reviews

[Cory]

Interesting piece, though i cant help to think you've had a hard upbringing and troubled past. Ive always been a fan of the light myself lol. Anyways I have been writing a book and i think you might like it judging by this poem. Check it out sometime. :)

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I understand this write very well, I always liked the dark of night while every one was in bed and all so quite and calm yet peaceful , no sound, but within the darkness is a dark a thought if you will of something. Idk we all have our ways we let go of thought. I loved the write:)