When the darkness fades out,
What shall I do?
What will i think about?
But do I really want it to go?
Do i want it to be gone?
Do I want the light to have shone,
In on my soul,
Is that really the goal?
I don't know.
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Dark Places
RandomThis is the poetry I wrote while I was in a darker place. It was mush in my mind that came out as art. I hope you enjoy it as much as i do! P.S. some of the poems at the start are a little amateur. All rights reserved. Photo credit: the internet
