LIfe as poetry
I think sometimes darkness is as much internal as it is external..but sometimes the sky does seem especially black. Your poem expresses that as well.
Sometimes my darkest night is scary inside my home yet sometimes it is comforting when I'm outside, surrounded by muffled black ink.. I can relate to your poem, Willow. Very nice writing.
Interesting poem. I do wonder why it was so dark as I read this.