The dark the stillness the quiet it doesn’t restrict me. It sets me free.
Alone
and still
At last the dark
The dark that brings to me
A viel
A viel much needed
Quiet
A true quiet
Not a quiet where
Shuffing is allowed
But a quiet where nothing
Is there
The dark and the quiet
They let me breath
They let me see
That I might just be the main character
Of my story
In the light
The noise all throughout
I feel like a secondary character
In everyone else’s stories
But the night
The night is for me
The night was made so I could be set free
Why does time restrict what they do?
I don’t understand time means
Nothing
When you ask someone like me
Not that there are others like me
I have soul
A Soul that the dark unlocks
That the stillness lets breath
That the quiet lets be me
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