The Dark Calls
The darkness calls to me,
All of the time.
But I try to ignore it.
Sometimes, though, I cant help but think,
Is that decision mine?
Do I really have the power,
Or the will?
To ignore the darks loud cries?
The darkness maddens me.
It makes me more insane.
It drives me up the wall.
I try to think of lighter times,
When the sun shone so bright.
But then the darkness clouds my mind.
And I forget about the sun.
I forget the saving light.
This poem is about:
Me
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