Death Of your arrival

*****Warning**** *****This poem is pretty hard to grasp********

The secrets kept
hidden away
Memories kept locked
Locked away.
The shards of glass
Broken, bent,sharp and spent
seem to give away
the vibrant vibe of light.
Of course that is crazy
you all assume
for death isn't light
light isn't dark.
Dark is nothing
nothing is shadows
like the shadows that fall everywhere.
You see the light
and try to grasp it
I see the shadows
The lies they hold.
and while your there in the light
the light holding your secrets and shame
I'm here in the shadows
placing the blame
upon the death of your arrival.
by-Dayna Ariann