Darkness has return.
It is looking for a place that light cannot see.
A spot that is so pure that joy makes it bleed.
There is only one place where it can go, and you know it well.
The place where love never seems to stay.
The place where nothing is meant to be, but heartache and misery.
The pieces that made it are now the pieces that break it.
The whole is never the same, and it never will be.
You cannot find help to heal the wound.
The dark is creeping closer, and this time will you let it in?