the darkness :: sk8ergirl :: Original Poetry

the darkness

As I look into to past

I walk into the darkness

of my mind

that goes on forever

black as night.

The darkness

is the brightest part

of my life

all of the things are highlighted in black.

In my garden

there are only black roses

with droplets of blood

instead of water

and the sun never shines on them.

As I look into

the darkness of my mind

I see you walking towards me

a knife, and heart

in hand.

I walk into the

tunnel of darkness

and see a light at the end

but I keep walking and walking

but never make it to the light

I just stay in the darkness