Darkness

The eventual release from my pen
in tearing relentless seperation
from those in habbit loved
can come so slowly
it seems there will never be a day
of final peace and tranquility
who promoted me that if i
did gaze upon reality
accept it embrace it!
befriend it
i would never suffer again
befriend it
i would never suffer again
but no matter how many times

I leave the doorways of my soul
to let the chill light in
the darkness grows
silently
to hide me in the break of the day.