I need the lightWhether it'

I need the light

Whether it's form is in friendship, love, happiness. I crave the warmth that 

encases me when I'm with it. The light I mean.

The dark, that's a different story; cold, unwelcoming and lonely. Brings out the bad 

side of me, it does. The anger, the beast that keeps everyone away.

I need the light. I'll be lost without it, again. I can't do that.

This poem is about: 
My community


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