Dark
The dark is cold
The night gets old
But it's the only place
where i can be bold
The dark may be cold
But it's great for me
Because no matter what
The dark will never judge me
Dark can not judge
Because dark can not see
See my face
and see what I see
In fact nothing, and noone
should think of me
because I am not worthy
atleast not now And i dont know if I ever will be
(September 5, 2013)
This poem is about:
Me