Darkness

December 16, 2011
By Anonymous

Darkness, with it brings death and despaired. I dwell in this darkness for it is my home, nay my prison. I did not begin in this darkness, far from it. None the less I will end here. I used to have hope of escape, freedom of these dark bars. That hope has been gone for what seems like eons, gone as the last specs of light in a sunset. In my desperate attempts at freedom I paid the ultimate price. But that was to no avail for not only was I bound in the flesh, but my soul was also bound in these dark chains. So here I will stay in wait for the glorious light to save me from the darkness that forms my hell.


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