Darkness and Light [Original]
Darkness and Light
This is the first thing I've ever written that hasn't been fanfiction or an essay. It's sorta...me. I was how I felt a while back and it's just what I happened to write while trying to figure out some things.
Darkness had always been a friend, the cool night air and the surrounding endless inky black sky had always been comforting. Somewhere I knew I could just sit and enjoy the silence in, somewhere I could sit and think, somewhere I could finally be alone. But somewhere down the line darkness turned her back on me, and became a foe. She was the star of my nightmares, she set the scene.
A few littering streetlights breaking through her overpowering presence, the chilly bitter wind licking at my hair, whipping strands of loose dark hair around my face. Darkness concealed many of my secrets, she hid my flaws and held on to my private thoughts. But she also hid her own dangers, her own evils.
I used to feel safe in her arms, walking with her, comforting myself in her. She changed that though, she let too many unknowns in.
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I never used to trust light. Never let her see me, never let myself relax in her. Where she was there was an unsure being, there was too much people could see, too much to be seen. She never hid anything, she held it out for the world to see and let everyone bask in her warm glow.
Sometimes she had a chilly side, a bite that was worse while she shone brightly at everyone. Light had an anger to rival the fires, she could seem so carefree and welcoming, while haunting and scaring at the same time.
The contrast was so clear, and yet I found myself drawn to her, drawn into her comforting, exposing embrace. She never hid anything, she played her cards for all, and nothing lurked behind, following in concealed shadows.
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Darkness turned her back on me, leaving me with nightmares and a cold disposition.
Light welcomed me with open arms, soothing hurts and helping heal wounds.
Two opposites with differing souls, just like them.
Feedback would be appreciated.
This is the first thing I've ever written that hasn't been fanfiction or an essay. It's sorta...me. I was how I felt a while back and it's just what I happened to write while trying to figure out some things.
Darkness had always been a friend, the cool night air and the surrounding endless inky black sky had always been comforting. Somewhere I knew I could just sit and enjoy the silence in, somewhere I could sit and think, somewhere I could finally be alone. But somewhere down the line darkness turned her back on me, and became a foe. She was the star of my nightmares, she set the scene.
A few littering streetlights breaking through her overpowering presence, the chilly bitter wind licking at my hair, whipping strands of loose dark hair around my face. Darkness concealed many of my secrets, she hid my flaws and held on to my private thoughts. But she also hid her own dangers, her own evils.
I used to feel safe in her arms, walking with her, comforting myself in her. She changed that though, she let too many unknowns in.
-
I never used to trust light. Never let her see me, never let myself relax in her. Where she was there was an unsure being, there was too much people could see, too much to be seen. She never hid anything, she held it out for the world to see and let everyone bask in her warm glow.
Sometimes she had a chilly side, a bite that was worse while she shone brightly at everyone. Light had an anger to rival the fires, she could seem so carefree and welcoming, while haunting and scaring at the same time.
The contrast was so clear, and yet I found myself drawn to her, drawn into her comforting, exposing embrace. She never hid anything, she played her cards for all, and nothing lurked behind, following in concealed shadows.
-
Darkness turned her back on me, leaving me with nightmares and a cold disposition.
Light welcomed me with open arms, soothing hurts and helping heal wounds.
Two opposites with differing souls, just like them.
Feedback would be appreciated.