The Dark can be BEAUTIFUL. I've lived pleasant memories in it. Its the unseen face of secrecy, its the rustle of whispers barely heard, its the touch of someone else's emotion, its home to the friend you have in you. I look up to see this beauty crash with its beastly side. I can hear the black hole of the other side trying to suck in all the pleasantness. I am too repelled to be drawn into the mouth of hell and so I walk towards the light. Knowing where to find it again, knowing the treasures it holds, knowing that it will always be, I walk back into the beauty of the dark when I've had a little too much of the light.
7 comments:
Woman!!
Quit changing the background all the time :P
Each time i open your blog I have to double check whether Im on the right page :P
^Hahaha :P
I do that when I'm bored! :P
Put up a thousand more posts if you're bored,but do NOT keep changing the background!! :P
:)
Shayne :|
Solitary Writer :)
man !
deeeeep crazy shit but true thoughts !
people will one day read these types of articles...n try to make sense out of it..!
like today v try to make sense out of shakespeare n others...!
^Ha.. I hope so too! :)
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