It is not the darkness that I am afraid of

it is living in the darkness forever

the darkness is happy to have me

and I am happy to have it

the light is the miser I can never negotiate

I will never hold on long enough to make it so

there is nothing I can say to take back the time

that you had a reason to say it was alright

I know you read this even now

does not matter what you would say to me

at this point it is a failed moment

and I knew better than believe

but it is believing that makes sense to me

I know you will never understand

what happened to me when I watched

and waited for you to die

I guess that you may never do so

I am pretty sure that the sickness rests in me

I would not guess that you are anything

we had our dreams and there is nothing

tell me there is nothing beyond cancer

I wonder with my words

and wander with my words

I do not think of being clever

I just think of being free

as I run out of words that trickle away

so much and so little all at the same time

I am not afraid of the darkness

just that it will never let me go

Tags: darkness, Fail, Failed, Failed Poem, Hope

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