the Dark knight??

There comes a time when you begin to enjoy the solitary moments in the absence of light & recollect the sun-lit dawns of your past without wishing to go back to a world where acceptance is a rare phenomenon. That’s when you befriend the Dark.

The Dark can be, well simply put, beautiful. I’ve lived my share of pleasant memories in there. It is the unseen face of mystery, rustle of barely audible whispers, knowledge of someone else's emotion, & a home to the friend locked up within you. I look up to see the beauty clash with the beastly side. I can hear the black hole on the other side sucking away all the pleasantness. I’m too repelled to be drawn into the hell & so I tread towards the flood of light. Knowing where to find it again, the treasure it holds, I retrace my way back into the sheer beauty of the dark when I’ve had too much of the light.