Thanks to Lorraine from MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting last week’s Tale Weaver prompt on having a dark side or the dark side of life.
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” . . .Don’t get to close its dark inside. It’s where my demons hide, it’s where my demons hide” – “Demons” by Imagine Dragon
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They’re people we meet,
In them darkness keeps.
A veil over haunted eyes,
Something telling weighs,
Light badly betrays;
Shadows lift, they’re undisguised.
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Putting on a face,
Something’s hidden; pace —
Steadily, you’re caught thinking.
Truth can be harmful,
Darkness it swarms.
Seeming ruse has us shrinking.
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To start, talk awhile;
Some demons revile.
Other darkness isn’t asked for it’s,
Unfairly gifted,
Souls broken, shifted;
Waiting for light at home lit.
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No one is so lost,
They can’t be reformed.
Shadows hold tightly, a hand —
Gives hope in the dark,
Heals bruising black marks.
Keep helping, say: “Here’s my hand.”
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Though darkness found can —
Be fearful, programmed,
In those with no conscience led;
Most people are sought,
It happens a lot;
We’re trapped in nightmares dread.
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But the light of hope,
In dawn always glows.
Derelict souls need help, change,
Is possible;
Not impossible.
Leave no one entrapped; estranged.
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