Blanket of the Dark

I lie awake at night Staring blankly up at the ceiling I hear my fan whirling above me Shattering the screaming silence Yet, it does not disturb me It only seems to force me deeper into my thoughts I ponder everything from love, my existence Even my own actions It’s late, yet I’m unable to sleep I clutch the sheets tighter to my thin frame I’m trembling, yet I’m not cold The darkness cloaks me within its embrace Yet, I’m not scared I’m warm and comforted Darkness is my friend It allows me to think, unhindered by distractions It makes me feel alive, unbound by this world Every tear shed Every ounce of despair It all seeps through my skin and into the air The light only fuels the fire The darkness drains it I’m the darkness You’re the light People fear the darkness I embrace it with open arms Am I wrong for doing so? Am I frightening to you? When I smile, do you see the violet traces of the dark in my eyes? When I laugh, can you hear the desperation in my voice? When I rest my eyes, can you see the shield cloaking me? I hide behind my barrier of darkness Because I cannot stand to live in light I clutch tighter to my blanket of darkness My only solance