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Darkness
As the time goes by
The dark night surrounds me
Suffocating me in thought
wrapping it's tension and impurity around me
Making it harder and harder and harder to breathe
But it's the darkness
And it's silence that kills me the most.
The dreams I wish I could be dreaming
Have been taken by everyone else
And in this smoke filled room
It's the fire inside me that continues to burn
And as the time goes by
I know I'm happy
But is crying in the late hours of the night what everyone looks forward to when they're happy?
That can't be right.
I've put this fire out many of times
But I keep relighting it.
Hoping that one day someone will be there to put it out
The tears that I cry are nothing but wet droplets of absolute irrelevancy
I'll be fine, you know
As the time goes by
Or so I'd like to think...
But there's something I must not be hearing in this silence
And silence isn't silence at all
It's a loud and painful ringing in my ears
That gets louder and more painful
What could I be missing?
It's my fault I'm not hearing the answer
As the time goes by
The mascara that I forgot to wash off before laying down in bed
Runs down my face
Soon to dry up, as it always does.
But in the morning, I won't forget.
Because the trails of pain and insecurity will still be left on my face
And the day will begin
Bringing me right back where I started.
The dark night will still surround me
Suffocating me in thought
As the time goes by
I'm nothing more than a fire that can never be put out.

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I was inspired to write this piece very late at night when I was upset, so I expressed my emotions into a poem.