I dont try to avoid it,
I do not fear it.
Its so happy and pleasant,
Its just perfect;
It is objectively perfect.
And I am not,
I am perfect to no one.
I am a lost soul,
Constantly searching for purpose,
Never satisfied,
And always hurt.
The shadows are where I dwell,
My only real friend.
Never judging,
Ever forgiving,
And always comforting,
In a miserable way.
I forever dwell with the shadows and no matter how many times I step in to the light, the shadows will never turn me away.
