Sometimes the darkness comes. I can't say why. I can't tell you how hard I fight. Try to live in the moment. Can't tell anyone. I can see in their face that it's a burdon. Best to hold on. It's all tricks of the mind anyway. I am no different and my darkness is unique to none. I turn away at your pain. Do not sit for mine. Darkness goes to light as it spins it's circle. Right now I should be doing something else. Should I have been doing something else then this is what I should do. Control, the biggest illusion of all. In the darkness I relive every word, every joke and every embarassing moment. In the dark I reach to touch something familiar. In the dark I do not know which way I go. I hate this part of life.
