The dark,
It creeps,
Choking everything in it's path,
Stealing away the light,
It won't stop a beating heart,
But take the souls of the lost,
It turns warm to cold,
Life to death,
Plants wither,
Rain begins to fall,
The trees and rain,
A band of their own,
Bring back the souls that were stolen,
Pushing away the shadows,
The wonder that follows,
Adding color to the day,
but the light isn't there,
The dark stays,
Hidden in the corners and cracks,
Ready to take the newly restored light,
Ready to steal the happiness.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this a while back added a few touch ups and here it is (not a finished copy).

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Your words paint a dark

Your words paint a dark picture bad ass