We Will Let The Darkness Come (An Original Poem)
We Will Let The Darkness Come
The world seems to
question the differences
and the words that
stream from our mouths
simply because they
haven't seen or heard
them before.
The colours we paint our lives with are
unfathomable and no one will ever be able
to see the same red that you see when you
stare into the red rose with the sharp thorns
that are your own special green.
We see the light and think of death and life
and everything in between and we will never
know whether or not someone fears on or
the other.
We travel to the darkness or the light and we
will still never know what others are feeling
unless we ask, and even then we only know
what they tell us, which is what is in their
brains and not in their heart.
But there is reason for all this
madness and ignorance. If we knew
everything about everyone, we wouldn't
want ourselves. We would want them.
So let the darkness come.
And let it come to you,
and only you.
