Darkness

The dark.

It comforts.

And suffocates.

I feel safe.

Yet drowned.

The light burns.

The dark swallows.

Little lights appear before me.

Bringing hope.

Then they are gone.

The darkness swallows me again.

A ray of hope pulls me from the hole.

Each time the darkness crushes hope,

it hurts worse.

It hides me from others.

Exposes me to myself.

The dark penetrates my heart.

Ripping, tearing, crushing it.

I feel pressed by it on each side.

But I am alone.

Alone in the dark.