Darkness

February 11, 2014

No one knows my real name

I got to know you; you should have done the same.

But it’s to late,

To erase all this hate.

All these emotions built up inside

I’m about to explode, don’t know if I can hide

Not sure of what to do anymore

Is this even worth living for?

In the core

of the darkness,

A light flickers,

On and off.

Quickly it changes,

Suddenly,

It stops.

Everything

is wrapped

in darkness.

Including me.

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