The Dark

I am not who think that I am

Nor will I be who you want me to be

I've found comfort in the dark

Try as we may, we can never flee

Speak soft words but listen to the sounds

Be weary of the truths that you hold

Seek shelter in that above the ground

Sooner or later the rest will fold

Don't hide the scars or agony

Never deny the pain that you feel

It may be a battle fought and lost

But it's lessons remain forever real

Join me in the dark if you will

Free from all the light that blinds

Together our scars become our shields

Once again able to free our minds