We sat side-by-side on a park bench,
Looking out at the lake...
Thrashing
in this pool of despair...
Black is a hole that sucks me up inside,
Black is a secret that I must hide...
Night swimming without water,
in the way penguins glide through liquid...
Living in the world of betwixt and between.
Its the strangest place that I have ever seen...
I am the darkness a swarthy stack,
thoughts and emotions taken aback...
In Between
Lost in the middle...
Come young one
Come share with me your scars...
As oblivion slowly descends
the darkness becomes a friend...
Her dark hair covered her shamed face as she cried...
Roses are red
blood red dripping down...
The pen is blistering her hand.
But she keeps writing...