The Darkness
The Darkness Consumes Me.
Creeping Out From Inside.
I Try To Run, I Try To Hide.
I Wish It Away.
Yet It Still Creeps Out
From Inside.
It Makes Me Do Things
I Wish Not To Do.
It Makes Me Hurt,
Those That I Care For.
I Don’t’ Want This Darkness No More
But I Have To Let It Go.
I Have To Set It Free.
There Is A Fear Inside Me.
Saying “Don’t Let It Out,
You Might Do Something Deadly”
So I Will Carry This Darkness With Me.
I’ll Carry It Until I Die.
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Submission Name: Darkness
