Are you scared of the dark? Well then, you would never want to enter my mind. To many outsiders my mind would seem tortured and frightening. Many people would say I have the mind of a depressed or mentally insane person. To me my mind is a beautiful thing in its own way.

For a while now it feels as though no light has shone through the darkness in which I call my mind. Many normal people would be terrified to step into my mind. A mind that dreams about darkness and death. Many people say they are afraid of thunderstorms…well my mind is a continuous thunderstorm. It never stops and it never goes away. The clouds never clear and the rain never stops. It is always dreary and beautiful in my mind. I can try to hide it, but it always comes out.

Some days I wish it would just stop and go away, then I remember….I like the dark.