Darkness

Can you see I am hurting?
My heart has been wronged.
I'm doing my best to stay strong, I never give up. I find ways to fill my cup.
But the sorrow is never really gone.
There are times when happiness comes my way, but nothing in this world was ever meant to stay.
Just because I carry it all so well, does not mean it isn't heavy. It has made me dark and fragile.
Not fragile like a wilting flower, no, fragile like a bomb, don't get it wrong.
I have become strong enough that even most demons fear me. I no longer look to escape my darkness, for I have learned to love myself there.
I have found so much beauty in the dark, where I have seen such horrors in the light. This is why I no longer fight my demons, they are a part of me and I love them as such. In doing so I have learned it is easier to love my demons than to love people.
I do find on occasion, a person whoes own demons tend to enamor me, or the few who like me embrace their demons so ours my dance together. This is what I call kindred souls.
By embracing my demons they have given me great wisdom as well. The opposite of love is not hate, hate is just love gone bad. The opposite of love is apathy. When you just dont give a damn what happens to the other person. Lastly, I will close with a beautiful quote from isra-al-thibenan - " And if you love, love like the Moon loves. It does not steal the night, it only unveils the beauty of the dark."