The Darkness

As soon as it gets Dark Everyone looses their spark Everyone fleeing from the dark that slowly washes over the land —Forgetting that this is not the end —But the start of a new cycle Maybe we never lost the fear Of the monster hiding near in the dark But what if the darkness in your head was the real monster grasping onto your spark? —But we keep forgetting —Because all we see is the dark We forget to see the spark that is hiding in the dark The quiet, the peace, the vacuum of nothing of pure raw feelings But maybe thats why we keep forgetting —Because its not the dark that we fear —But it is the burden we cannot bear The light just washes them away blending us—while the dark mirrors us the truth Its upon you which one to choose