Darkness

It's a vast feeling of nothing surrounding a troubled mind,
A soul with No light and No reason to be kind.
A broken whisper that somehow manages to echo,
The feeling like everything else is as high as you are low.

A place where fears are born and nightmares are made,
And the stupidest of plans are regrettably laid.
Every sound is painfully amplified,
Like the beating of bats wings or the breaking of a tide.

An eerie peace night seems to bring,
It seems peculiar to think such a thing.
But in the dead of darkness where light can't be found,
Neither can your tears and your sobs are just another sound.

I fear the darkness as peaceful as it may seem,
But I somehow also fear the sun shiniest beam.
Like the brightness of the day will against me attack,
And show me for what a really am, a broken girl who belongs in the black