My-
What a tricky word,
it's crazy how two letters joined in one word can have so much meaning.
Force so much responsibility, forces ownership of feelings, objects, doubts.
Brings so much joy yet causes so much pain.
Dark-
The emptiness,
the dread,
the hands that grab you, that hold you under. That keep you from the light, they live inside.
In the thoughts that sometimes take over, that consume all of the light in a soul.
Pages-
Those thin, rectangular, crisp slips of paper. Filled with dotted I's and crossed T's, all the letters that make up a word.
Words that collectively make up a sentence or many.
Sentence's that make up the story, or any story, fact or fiction.
Fact's they aren't always nice, and the fiction's, the fiction's we use to chase away the dark not so nice things.
