Fear

A Poem by Triston

Whats in my mind,

The darkness is slowly being pushed away by the light. The light makes me happy. its a weight lifted off. but there is something strage about this light. its like it's looking for the darkness. as if its gooing to come back but its not. i am not sure if i belong here. i fear that i dont. i fear that with each passing moment i get closer to my real fait. I think they are comming to get me, how far they really are i dont know, what they really are i dont know, but they are comming to take me to where i really belong. i am not sure where that is. but im always anxious. always... And i feel that i have been in the darkness so long its stressing me to be in the light, as if im not ment top be free, so ami i the bad? am i the evil? or am i the victom that evil chose? i know i dont be long here but i dont know where i belong but i do know that what i fear, is here.