The night invades the mind
With darkness and silence
Leaving a body alone to ponder
The path taken, leading to this moment.
This road is scattered with milestones
With the darkness for camouflage
Hiding the truth,
That most of them are headstones
Each has their own story
That the darkness whispers
Forgotten tales of lives or loves
Moments that will never live again
But even without life
The darkness acts like a movie screen
Memories become silent movies
Reruns of the best and worst episodes of our lives.
Forever. My biggest fear
The darkness. It surrounds me
And now I’ve learned to live in it
My only comfort.
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for jt
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