Darkness

The darkness can be black, blue, purple. It can be a place, it can be a feeling. It can be scary, it can be mysterious, it can even be inviting in a strange way.

To me, the darkness can be both comforting and unsettling. It can help to eliminate distractions, to help me focus. It can also make me feel unsure, unsure of what there could be if there was light. 

Darkness can hide almost anything. It can hide thoughts, beings, memories, feelings like doubt, happiness, and sadness. Objects like clocks, pictures, and plants. But it can also make them. It is not the same thing every time it is present. It can be something different to everyone. 

I personally enjoy the darkness, it makes me feel safe, even if I don't know what it is. I don't need to know what could be somewhere that I can't see. I only need to know that I am there, and that is enough for me.
 
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Ada123

VT

19 years old

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