darkness is reimagined

there are days where

the numbing

sadness is bittersweet.

like the beautiful kind of pain;

a reminder of what it's like to feel.

sometimes the tragic void

feels like home to me.

a dark & dreary home

where shadows stroll

and the ghosts of my past self

lurk in the corners.

they hide & saunter all around

until the yellow of sunshine

creeps through the cracks

of the doorframes.

then the shadows melt away

until darkness is reimagined.