The Dark

yes ... another poem ... by me...

The Dark
The dark consumes me,
Black,
Cold,
And lonely.
The light had once surrounded me,
But my sun has been blocked out,
No longer warm,
Loving,
Or bright.
I stay away from the flames of my emotions,
I'm unable to go near,
It's hot,
Flaming,
and scary.
Will I ever find a balance
between
the love,
the cold,
and that which scares me?
Maybe one day I'll be okay,
And the dark won't be with me every day.