Posted 05-05-2009 at 08:40 PM by Doc
The dark comes again, slipping silently to where the light once shone, as it always does, without invitation, without warning. Insidious yet smoothly attractive, bringing silence to chaos, dark peace, welcome hopelessness.
I can no longer run, no longer fight, no longer want the light. I surrender to the pitch black nothing, accepting the emptiness without condition or reservation.
These are not the end times but the shadows through which I must walk, within the valleys...
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