The Darkness
A poem that popped into existence during a depressed funk.
A poem born of depressed boredom.
The darkness always comes,
it's call to me so strong.
And when it does
I dance about,
for I know that I belong.
A poem that popped into existence during a depressed funk.
A poem born of depressed boredom.
The darkness always comes,
it's call to me so strong.
And when it does
I dance about,
for I know that I belong.