As she sat there in the deafening silence of the dark, she knew it was there . It was all still there and the darkness? It shone on all of what she was hiding. That’s what it does I guess . Darkness. We try so hard to confuse our mind into believing it is okay. We are okay. But then it is dark. And all the other distracting lights are off and this is all we have left. Lonliness. Grief. Sorrow. Whatever it is that plaugues even the happiest of us. She tried so hard, oh so hard to just stay away from this darkness. To always have something small or petty to worry about or obsess about so this wouldnt get to her. It worked brilliantly too. She fooled everybody, even herself for a while. But soon she ran our of things to obsess over and all she had…
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