Darkness

Darkness falls and I am all alone.
No family to comfort me.
No friends to stay with.
Just me and the Darkness surrounding me.

No body cares.
Nobody thinks.
Nobody see the world they live in.
See all this hate that makes their world darker.
The darker it is the more hateful the person.

All I see is blobs of Darkness.
The Darkness is surrounding each and every person.
Some darker than others.
Mine is the darkest but not from hate.
But from the natural way that I am.

My Darkness changes though.
Some times it converges with others and makes them hate more.
Other times it makes them hate less.

Manley I just stay away from others.
Sometimes others stray my way but I avoid them.
On some rare occasion I stay to see what happens.
Its not always good because sometimes there is hardly any Darkness around some and it just makes darker.

My Darkness is made by others Darkness.
My Darkness is a world of chaos.
A world of neglect, isolation.
A world were no one seems to see me.
A world were I live away from other people.
A world were my own family doesn’t know me.