by Kim04 May 2018
She stretches forth her hand to the
Darkness without fear of what it might behold
It's thickness caresses her palms
And slowly assimilate into one being.
Her heavy burdens, scars and regrets unseen.
Her secrets the night holds, the dark
Is her new best friend; untold.
She leaps up from her low vantage point,
To embrace the asphyxiation it presents
Her excitement and fear, creates the ambivalence
She needs in her life.
She needs the dark.
She is the dark.
She needs her.