Darkness, My Old Friend
Darkness, my old friend. Do you remember me?
Sometimes I miss your cool embrace as you wiped my tears,
As I held my breath waiting for Death to claim my blackened soul.
How I miss your lips upon my forehead wishing me good night,
Cold hands keeping me safe.
You have not abandoned me, my friend.
I have not abandoned you. I love you.
Yet I have been introduced to Light. Her warm hands wipe away
My tears and keep me safe. She wraps her arms around me until the
Tears no longer flow.
I still have the scars you left me, I still remember
The blades slicing at my skin; sweet burn as I swallowed the poison.
I still remember waiting for Her to claim me, yet She never did.
I am glad for that. Light is beautiful. I am fortunate.
Leave me be, my friend. I do not need those blades any longer.
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