Darkness is Home

September 19, 2008
When the dark night falls on me, i stand up and wipe my tears. I stride forth, feeling at home, with loneliness as my partner and pain as my child. I strike fear and hate in the eyes of others as i walk past but i show no recognition of the ones i know. When the sun shines, burning my face, i sit back down to cry the light away.

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