Listen.
Shhhh...
You are afraid.
So am I.

Listen.
The Drum in your chest beats,
Mine does not.
Shhhh.
Listen whilst they laugh.
At you.

You are alone.
Listen!
Silence...
I am alone.
Our words eaten by the Dark.

Listen!
you're in a cage.
All you see is the Dark,
It is your friend.
He is your only option.

You're in the middle of an ocean.
Listen!
Nobody is there,
With you.
And often you sink.
The Darkness teases you.
You are vulnerable.
You can't breath.
I,
I can't breath.

You are an illusion.
Society's ghost.
The voice in the back of their mind.

No one can see You.
The true You.
You are the one who walks hand-in-hand with the dark.

And when they do see you,
They tell you to see the light.
Just try, they say.
Ohhhh trust me,
You try,
I tried.
Eventually you realise.
There is no light!
Only Fire...
Fire!
Of course.
You have found your light.
Fire....
It was given to you.
He helped you.
He is your only friend.
Who?
The Darkness.

You go around,
Spreading your fire.
Every time it spreads,
The Dark grows stronger.

Where you was once a ghost,
You are now a candle.
They finally see you.
You burn bright.
You have their attention.
Until the candle goes out.
You go out.
You lose your light.

He calls out to you.
Tells you to take his hand.
He bribes you.
He gives you a knecklace.
It leaves a Dark mark.

He didn't tell you?
My knecklace was made of rope.
What was yours?

Listen!
Shhhh...
Your no longer screaming.
Your no longer alone.
Your no longer in pain.
The Dark is comforting you...

Think now: what is Darkness?
Is it when the sun falls?
No.yet, there is no light.
It is neither an object,or a being.
It's a mental thought,
The harvester of hope.

Darkness is a fly.
Joining you,but never leaving you alone.
You can let it in,
But never out,
You ignore it. Yet it's always on your mind.
Until you've had enough.
You are now a wasp.
The harvester of hope,
The consumer of lives.
It can hand you a knecklace of rope.
Or allows a drought,
In your veins. As if the liquid has left your body.
The dictator of lives.

Think now:
What do you feel?
As if an ocean has swallowed you whole?
Are you paralysed? In an ocean,
Of Darkness...

He bought me a ring today, I collect them you see.
I think it was like a promise, a token he wants to be with me.

Then he got me a knecklace a ruby red stone
Matches my dress for prom, no one will be left unshown.

Then

Then he bought the ring.

The ring you see? It was a large diamond surrounded by little ones. You should have seen my face filled with coyness

But how did you feel you ask?

Marvously joyous..