Blinding DarknessA Poem by RunawayWriterThere are two types of people. Ones that go through a tunnel, And focus on the light they're headed towards, The there are those who freeze to only see darkness. I'm one of the last ones. ~ Sometimes, In the middle of the day, I get consumed by my own darkness. It wasn't always this way, ~ My life used to be bright and vibrant, Then I was hit with a bullet of obstacles and I started bleeding. I tried covering it up and realized that dumb saying, "bandages don't fix bullet holes" was true. Still, I put on a brave face for everyone to see, For if they saw the darkness I feel, Would they still love me for me?
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