Used to be so scared
of Darkness
Run from it...just run
as long as a sliver of
of Darkness remained
I would become anxious
Need to go to the Light
avoiding Darkness
Darkness became bitter
almost hateful
Till one day
Alone
in the company of each other
no where to run
no where to hide
Darkness crept up
beside me
placed his hand
upon my shoulder
but, the hand was
soft and warm
calming
I looked right into Darkness
and asked
"Why do you follow me, always takeing the light away"
He replied in a rather
soft voice
"I never meant to scare light away,
I just want to know her....and she flees before me"
