The Darkness - Alyson Lamb

Slowly, gently, frightfully,
It comes.
You never know when,
Or where,
But you always know why.

It comes because you let it.
Because you screwed it up,
Made a mistake, did something wrong,
Let it come in.

Darkness exists because you want it to,
Nothings going right,
So you must justify it,
With a shadow.
Which tends to act as a mask,
To the world.

Does it disguise you?
Maybe
Does it disguise your life?
Definatly

It stays that way, remains dark,
Until you decide to change that.
You are responsible for bringing the dark,
So you must take it away.
Get rid of it and face the light.

The only problem with that,
You don't want to.

Darkness can be good.
But it's really not.
It's a mask for your life.
It hides whats happening,
What your feeling, and thinking,
From everyone, including yourself.

After a while, you like the darkness.
You realize it's a comfort.
Mainly because when you have the darkness,
You realize you don't have to face your issues.
It's a permanent mask, so you can hide from everything.

From your life, the pain, the confusion, and the sorrow.
But mostly, from the truth.
And the truth is, you can't live that way.
Eventually the darkness will become so strong,
It will consume you, become you.

Once you become the darkness,
You are an empty, heartless, blank......nothing.
Thats wat you become.
Nothing.

But you like it.
When you're nothing, you have no worries.
No fears. No sorrows. No pain.
But there's nothing to gain.
You lose, to the darkness.
To the nothing.

You become nothing, but your still something.
Pathetic and miserable.
Lying to yourself is never good.
You just need to be honest and admit it.
Admit what you did. What made you lose yourself.
You gave up on what you never should.

You gave up on love, hope,
And the belief is a greater good.
And a greater reason for whatever happened.
Without that, you have nothing.
You are nothing.
BUT, the darkness.