Short & Dark


What is this light that follows me?

It was not invited; it invades my space.

It tries to lure me out of my comfort, that deep dark place.

This light brings hope when all I want is despair.

Why does it follow me? It does not belong here.

What I want, what I long for, what I desire is the night.

This light will not take me, not without a fight.

It is the blackness that seduces and beckons me.

Light be gone, perfect darkness is all I can see.

 by Latashia Figueroa


Talk to me... Don't be afraid

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s