Some people are born of the sunshine,
While some are born of the dark night,
I am the latter,
And he is the former.
He got the brightest ideas,
And he sees the world as a paradise,
When I on the other hand sees it as a dungeon full of suffering,
And of excruciating pain.
He sees a world of possibilities,
I see one of loath and evil,
He tries to shine me a light,
I try to cast him shadows.
We can never be together,
Not in a place at the same time,
Light and dark cannot combine,
Neither can we be.
We just stay there,
In the space between light and dark,
Moving closer,
But will never be together.
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PoetryThings I write in the middle of the night when I can't sleep or whenever I feel the need to put my heart into words. Poems•Prose•Short Stories•Artworks
