Sparkatale

Sometimes the dark is all you can see

Sometimes the I feel like it's staring back at me

Sometimes it screams louder than words

Sometimes its quieter than a singing bird

The dark is kind

I know that in my lonely mind

But a feeling of mocking comes from inside

When I know hiding inside is lies

Nothing belongs

And yet it's there

Deep inside breathing the air

I can hear the monsters inside

The dark is kind

To those who are blind

I know what lies behind the veil of black

A pair of pointed teeth, and nails going clack clack

The dark is kind