The darkness is gone

finally, the darkness is gone...

The darkness is gone

You say you can’t see that I’m done,

Here’s the way the darkness has gone,

 

I guess I’m the bad guy, I hurt them, oopsie,

So now when you attack me, I can fight back,

But I can play the good guy, and love them, honey,

You can try and smack me, but I’m having a comeback,

 

You keep on coming for me,

I know what you wanted to see,

You want to see my fake epiphany,

This time it’s gone, the darkness didn’t touch me,

 

But they all smile and worship me at night,

Bow down like I am the embodied Christ,

They trust me like I am leading their heist,

Under the cover of a dark midnight,

 

They love it how I can charm them,

One comes one goes, it’s soon over again,

I got tied up in the romances, tied like a chain,

It strikes ten at Big Ben, the darkness is gone again,

 

I hope the way you can see the way I’m so done,

You better believe the darkness is gone.

Author's Note

Hi, this is the debut promo poem from my up-coming sophomore poetry collection. It is simply about moving on from a phase, a person, a time in your life when the darkness surrounded you. And I can safely say that finally, the darkness is gone.
Thanks, Ben.