Not sure if I really should be posting my poetry tonight. I decided to forgo sleep – for some as of yet unknown reason – and have come up with a couple poems. The other one is Untitled. This one is, well, not. Enjoy, or don’t. In case you don’t know me personally I have gone through a huge tragedy this year and therefore, my poetry is depressing.
I am alone in the darkness.
But the darkness can be comforting.
A warm blanket rather than a cold void.
The darkness is not to be feared,
I must not be afraid to explore it.
I must reach out
and embrace what is there,
in the dark.
It is not to be feared.