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

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