Dark Days

The sun may come out and shine its shiny shine shining all over the planet. But these are the dark days I live in, foresee ahead, and hatefully loathe, and with even Herculean effort, this heart cannot stand it! Damn you to all the eternal damnation for living in my life, lusting for my physical, and loving my heart so much that I fear that such love will find me again never. Switch from glasses to sunglasses so vision will not be impaired because I believe that dark days will exist in this heart forever. Let my epitaph read that if I impossibly ever hated you, then I loved you at least a million more ways. I retreat into the night like the creature of the night I was when you found me; for that way, darkness will be all I know, and if God merciful, until my passing, I can survive these dark days.

 - by the Greatest Poet Alive