It was that night,
I felt something bad.
Hardly can't speak.
Something beyond me.
It was dark and empty,
With a lighted torch I came in.
There's something beneath this darkness.
It's howling and very disturbing.
So I asked myself, out of curiosity.
This emptiness, was it me?
In this darkness, is it me?
Glad I found what I seek.
It was sadness. My old self.
In this emptiness filled with loneliness.
Darkness that I kept inside of me.
And it's crying, hoping help will come.
Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 3:51 PM UTC
It was that night,
I felt something bad.
Hardly can't speak.
Something beyond me.
It was dark and empty,
With a lighted torch I came in.
There's something beneath this darkness.
It's howling and very disturbing.
So I asked myself, out of curiosity.
This emptiness, was it me?
In this darkness, is it me?
Glad I found what I seek.
It was sadness. My old self.
In this emptiness filled with loneliness.
Darkness that I kept inside of me.
And it's crying, hoping help will come.
We all have something inside of us we want to escape to. Bad experiences, dark past. But ignoring it and putting it aside doesn't help us at all. We need to overcome it, face it, fight your way out and you'll find peace