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It's Dark Today

A Poem

By Leanne KennedyPublished 6 years ago ā€¢ 2 min read
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It's dark today

and it's not the type of Dark that goes away.

It lingers

well past sunrise

making itself comfortable.

Dark stretches its arms and embraces you

even though you didn't consent to its presence

nonetheless its touch.

It makes itself at home

on your couch

snuggling up close like you've been together forever.

And Dark likes to tease

it reminds you of that embarrassing thing you did 12 years ago that you've never forgotten and dwell on daily because it makes you feel like a terrible person even though rationally you know it wasn't a big deal and no one else even remembers it happening

except Dark.

It remembers

and it brings it up now and then

just to needle you.

But Dark knows you needle yourself

some days more than others

poking, scraping, cutting

bleeding

because it's the only way to relieve yourself of the tension that builds when Dark is around.

It's very, very dark today.

But sometimes

a smile can brighten a day

that Dark invades.

A smile

on a face

whose eyes look at you with hunger

is welcome

when Dark is the only companion you have.

And if you're hungry, too,

it can consume you

and make you forget about Dark

and all of its teasing

and needling

as you fill yourself up

licking your lips

taking it in

closing your eyes

breathing in deep

and milking each moment for all that it's worth.

But Dark brings you back down to Earth.

It whispers

but loudly

so it knows that you heard:

"He only fucks you with his eyes closed."

And that one line

eight words

is enough to break you.

Dark sweeps you up

shattered

but missing no pieces

though it never intends

to make you whole again.

It wants you to stay cracked

scarred

forever changed

so you never forget the damage it did

when it reminded you that even a stranger, whose only goal was to get his dick wet, couldn't even do it while facing you, eyes open, for a moment.

And that's what Dark does

there's no running away

just ready yourself

it's dark today.

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Leanne Kennedy

I've always written, to some degree. Primarily academic papers for school and short stories for pleasure, but on occasion a poem comes to mind that I need to write down lest it disappear.

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