Darkness

This is kind of a memoir. I hope you guys like it :)

Malice runs in my blood. I am the monster that I abscond from. The darkness is my home, my nest.

After every beaming day, after every elated moment, after every jubilant instant; I monotonously return back to this dark hell hole which I have come to call ‘Home’. No matter how happy, how full of joy I am…the dark will always be the final destination; the end point of the marathon of happy days. It’s a home where love is just an evil, wretched breath; a home where the hellhounds from my past surround me and dance along the rhythm of my gasps and choking tears; a home that I return to, only to shatter myself; a home where the deafening silence is shred apart with my shrieks.

But its also a home where I can find the lost soul that is forgotten by most around me. It’s a home where I can spot the wandering mind and spotless soul of the girl I once was, with no scars on my heart and no malice in my blood. I also find my old self in the hollow eyes of the demons that haunt me, I find the innocence I once bore in my heart in the whispers of hatred, I find my sparkling eyes that were long lost in the air of despair that floats there. There is no doubt that this dark void contains pieces of me. From my past.

And I’ll carry this home, this darkness of mine wherever I go. I’ll carry it in my hollow heart in hopes that one day…the girl that vanished from the sight of all, the one that held innocence in her eyes as I now hold fear will return back and brighten the dark void. Only she, I believe, has the magic to break these walls of pure hatred, encircled with weeds of pain I built to keep the world out. I wait for her, to step out of the darkness I search for her in .And until she doesn’t, I’ll stay here, in this breaking yet comforting home of darkness, searching for her fragments.

So you ought to know, before you love me..before you jump into my soul to explore that when its light, our love may shine. I am yours to adore, to smile with, to be happy with. When there is light, you’ll see me with a smile, joking around and living the best days. But remember, when the night swallows the illuminating sun, and when the moon shines out in all its glory… you’ll hear the twinkling stars whisper wailing songs. And before you know, I’ll be gone. Gone to my home, in my darkness, looking for my lost rhythm.

Author's Note

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