Afraid Of The Light

I am not afraid of the dark.

Night time engulfs me,

covers me gently

with it’s thick darkness,

comforts me with its curtains 

of blackness.

I don’t need to hide.

It hides me.

So I bury myself 

in the darkness,

the good thick

subterranean darkness

let it cover my face

so I can’t see the ruins

I’ve built around me.

But it’s never enough 

to quell my fears.

I can’t forget what lies above

where the light shines.


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