I live in the darkness.
In the absence of light.
It is full of possibilities.
Horrible. Wonderful.
Sometimes together.
Pleasure and pain,
two sides of a coin.
Playing with both,
is a dangerous game.
Now I’m addicted,
to pain and the dark,
I hold myself in limbo,
scared to face the day.
Am I scared to see,
all the things around?
Is that why I stay.
here in the darkness?
Or do I like the fear,
terror and uncertainty?
I must try to face it,
the illumination around,
whatever it is, I’ll know.
Then I can act, and do,
and find myself a path.
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