The darkness descends upon me slowly,
I can see it in the distance,
As it approaches, I search for the light,
...for the hope.
There in the horizon, is a small ray of light.
Can I reach it before the darkness reaches me?
I can feel myself running,
My pulse increases as my pace does,
But every time I take a step towards the light,
The light takes a step away from me.
Will I ever reach it?
I glance over my shoulder,
And there is the darkness.
As I stand still,
The darkness envelopes me.
And inside the darkness,
The light disappears,
...and the hope.
I was meant for the darkness.
And the darkness was meant for me.
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