Thursday, June 11, 2009

Dark


The Dark
i love it
i feel it
i want to embrace it
i am it
the blinding dark
feels good on my skin
black
nothing-ness
like the cold of space
no sign of light or existance
exile from reality
drifting in your conscience
everything lost
but the mind
it speaks
but you hear nothing
because the dark keeps its secrets
untouchable
Darkness


The Killers- Goodnight, and Travel Well
[Ankoku=Darkness]

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