Darkness

As I look around, all I see is me.

My pain, my suffering, my experience, me.

I feel all my emotions at once, but all I can process is fear.

I open my eyes and see my demons.

For I am in darkness.

A mirror of time.

But this space of darkness is all mine.

My life, my home, mine.

For, in the end, this darkness is life.

Memories, and time.

For all I see, when I saw light,

I now see darkness,

The shadows growing.

And my mind understanding,

What was truly happening?

Because darkness may be scary,

But it is not bad.

Darkness is knowledge.