As I watch the dark push away the light,
The sun is being swallowed by the horizon
Gone forever
My soul longs for the it’s final small slivers still in the sky,
The remnants of what is passing,
Of what will also soon be gone forever,
Never to be exactly the same as in this present moment.
My head lays down at night with the hope of light arising again in morning,
When darkness falls upon this world it is a reflection of my heart,
My heart whose life evidence was in it’s soundless beat in my ears,
But whose rhythm I felt in the whole of my body,
Now, it too is gone.
The ache settles in my soul, filling every part, forcing the last rays of light away,
Until there is nothing but darkness,
There is no light in view,
There is only nothingness,
In the dark there is no light to keep me warm,
To make me feel alive.
In the dark there is no growth
There is an absence of all things that light allow to grow,
And more dire than a severed vein,
There is only the stagnancy from the absence of anything,
Nothingness is all that is left,
The light is gone,
The dark has come,
The ache is all that remains,
To torture my soul,
Forced into believing
I am still alive.
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