With the lights out it's less dangerous

  
 I always loved the night and the darkness. I don't know why. I just did. 

Maybe because when you're in deep darkness you can find who is there for you and who's not. Maybe because when the lights are finally off,you are just you...they way you truly are. And you can get yourself all figured out. When it's a cold dark you can't feel any pain. Its cold hurts a bit but then numbness sets in.

In the deepest night I find myself all choked up,teared up and broken down. And it is fine to give yourself some time to bleed when you can't take it anymore.

In darkness we recall memories that never die for us and there's when we have some little time to live in them over and over again. It is the moment when all our demons and fears can catch up with us and makes us face them. They scream,they bite,they crumble,they scratch our wounds just to make sure we are still alive as we supposed to be. They remind us what we truly love.

I don't fear the dark,I only fear myself when I get out. If you can still come back all figured out from it,then your biggest fears won't haunt you anymore. You can be vulnerable only to yourself there. If you can't,then it will tear your thoughts apart.


In darkness I find what I truly want,aspire and love to do. I find my passions like they always have been there. And in that moment I feel safe again and I know that I don't breathe just to make sure I'll be alive.

Its perfect silence gives me the peace and loneliness I need. And there's one great thing about silence:

‘Silence is often misinterpreted but never misquoted.’ That's when I make sure that nobody can judge me so I can only relive my choices the way I think it's moral.