I used to sit at the edge of darkness, wondering what it held. Now it envelopes my every move. Day by day it pushes on every side of me. It wants to take me away but I won’t let it, I fight back. The fighting gets harder with every tick of the clock. The people, the love are all gone yet the darkness stays. It is becoming my blanket, my security, it will not leave me. The tears open the way for the darkness to grow stronger. It is too powerful to fight alone, yet I bring it upon myself, I choose to be alone, to suffer and to let it win. I want to fight but it is becoming to hard.
