Darkness

Darkness is coming. I look around myself. My whole life, a tomb of self pity flooded with depression. I understand what it is to feel isolated with fear, feeling I cannot communicate with anyone of my feelings. To explain my life.

Darkness is near. I can feel it. The world around me. War and hatred fills the air as people fight against themselves and others. Lives being destroyed, yet with that, more sprout. Relations savaged with and by others, but friends are found through bad times.

Darkness engages me in battle. I fight for freedom. Gloomy thoughts suffocate my brain. Putting aside this, I will find the times to enlighten me, no matter how hard nor how long it will take. I will find my purpose and grasp it instantly tight when found.

I will defeat my darkness.