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One true thing

The darkest shadows fall upon the brightest day with in the dark I feel at home within the night, time can hold no bond on any thing. With the rising sun I feel a need for darkness, once more to hide my self in the shadows of this never ending lighted place, this place I see as hell. Sun the burning fire of the pits of hell. The night the cooling feeling that you get from water running over the burnt skin. The feel of the cold night air holding you keeping you safe from any daytime hate. The night grasps you in its arms and holds you to it; it makes you feel at home it makes sure that you will always feel at ease as a person of the night. I do not fright there is always an other night to come one more sun set one more thing to look forward to. The dark my one true place of happy ness, the one place I can be alone and fell the arms of life around me. The night takes me on its wings to a time of happiness and dreams. It takes me here whenever I need it. The dark has a blessed hold on my soul. It holds the utter joys of life but it also holds the fears of the day it holds the things I wish and fear to see. It is the grates home to me it is the only true place of my happiness.