Sometimes I find myself surrounded by the darkness.
Swallowed by its cold emptiness.
Numbed by its embraced.
Until I no longer feel anything.
I don’t seek it, but it finds me.
A reminder that I’m trapped.
Enslaved to the power it holds over me.
The darkness comforts me with loneliness.
It wraps me in hopelessness without a way to escape.
I’m chained to it.
When freedom comes I choose th...