Darkest Fear Of The Dark

Darkest of fear of the darkness
Is to hold down and finally attain happiness
But it never ever crossed the line
It always stays on its place
We, lights, have never ever seen its face
What it look like, if ever he smile or wilt
We never knew what is in the vastness huge space
Is there a magma within him which melts
its sorrows, past or heart
Does it really never wanted to show itself from the start?
Does it really never wanted to finally know its heart?
Never occurred to it, to finally see
What the universe would light its shade
Does it never cared to save?
A single thread of light or just a sparkle of memory?
Is really okay to be known as a dark
Darkens and sorrows every thing even itself?

Beneath its body, there's form of a dark heart
Which is never ever dark from the start,
'I was afraid that I could inflict pain to the light
Kill it when I never intended to fight,
After all, I wanted to humble the night,
It's nice to hold the light even not so tight,'