Shrouded by black, in every corner and every crack,
the pitch of the room keeps me secluded.
I don't have to focus anything, everything’s moving, shifting in the shadows.
I am in the dark, and I like it here.
It hides my shame, my tears, and my pain
i like it in the dark.
May 14, 2020
May 14, 2020 at 11:33 PM UTC
Shrouded by black, in every corner and every crack,
the pitch of the room keeps me secluded.
I don't have to focus anything, everything’s moving, shifting in the shadows.
I am in the dark, and I like it here.
It hides my shame, my tears, and my pain
i like it in the dark.
