Me, myself and darkness

Me, myself and darkness

A Story by Matt M.

His cold, hard gaze looks upon my eyes. A trickle of sweat beads down my head. For a second feels like an eternity. He's got pitch black eyes and no visible face, but I know that icy stare anywhere. I look up and soon greet. " Hello Darkness, my old friend."

© 2015 Matt M.


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Added on July 11, 2015
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Matt M.
Matt M.

Gilbert , AZ



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I’m 22 years old. I’ve come a long ways from here on this website. Been on here since 2014 when I was in high school. I’ve been absent for the last few years. It’s always on an.. more..

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