When darkness falls somber thoughts take residence in your mind holding your attention hostage
Threating your emotions to do their bidding for countless hours as they point and stare while you die a little each time
Tears glide down your cheeks feeding the pleasure darkness harbors upon you each and every night, hour after hour of antagonizing debriefing
Begging and pleading to one's prideful misery is no match to be won
The vines that bind you grip tightly retaining your hearts contents
Gutting your insides so that your smiles can't be seen, your laughter can't be heard
Outward appearance is a blank page with no color
Constant battles faught between good and evil with no victory to celebrate
Standing is a forced action to carry out the bare minimum of daily function

*Darkness contains you once again in a mid-somber nights dream derailing your hopes of peacefulness