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Darkness
Being alone it's like looking through a foggy window on a dark night. Or maybe it's more like being in a crowd of people but feeling all alone. I'm not sure but to me it's an ever consuming darkness that slowly seeps into your soul and takes root like a new flower in spring. Loneliness is so uncomfortable for humans we act unsure and uneasy when the concept of being left alone is thrown out to us. We try our hardest to ignore it but in reality being alone is a common fear all people have. It takes its' roots and slowly digs deeper and deeper every chance it gets. Loneliness is the undoing to most but to me it was a new start. As the darkness closed in my world was no longer lonely anymore
The legends
I forgot
But my soul
It remembered
So did i
Few things aren't meant to be forgotten
And cannot possibly be forgotten
To them
A toast
You should carry on
In tears , whispers , heartbeats
Lives , worlds , universes
Seconds , minutes , centuries
Pauses and plays
Skips and resumes
Straight roads and those with bends
Everywhere
Always