I saw the dark again.
It was like seeing an old friend,
One that never left like so many others had.
It was nice,
Seeing the darkness again.
No one had ever given me that sense of comfort.
Not even my shadow had stayed when the darkness came.
No one understood me like the darkness did.
I never could see my way out of the dark.
Not on my own anyway.
Edgar Allen Poe once said, "Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before."
ESTÁ A LER
In Your Head
PoesiaJust a book of poems I wanted to do. Every chapter will end with a quote. ~DISCLAIMER~ With the exception of the quotes, I have written everything in this book. Please do not publish anything of mine without contacting me about it first. Much apprec...
