The Darkness

 

the blackness swirls around me

and plays with the colors of who I am

it threatens to take over

eliminating all that's beautiful

but I move with it

instead of resist.

I welcome the blackness;
the sorrow

to show the contrast of what truly exists inside of me;
love.

 

 

 

The Uses of Sorrow

(source unknown)

 

Someone I loved once gave me

a box of darkness

 

It took me years to understand

that this, too, was a gift.