The darkness
Has always been an intimate friend
Whispering, screaming in my head
The entirety of my existence
Only to grow louder
To become more convincing
As I tried to fight
But as I’m gaining the freedom
To actually give in
It’s grown so quiet
Allowing its whispers to ****** me
I’m so infatuated with it
And I know I am tethered
Quite strongly to the light
But I also know
If I pull away from goodness
I will find myself with some slack...