Darkness isn’t evil.
It is pain…
It is sorrow…
It is anger…
It is sadness…
So, the next time you see somebody who is dark.
The next time you see a person who looks dead on the outside.
The next time you see me.
We’re filled with the blazing flames of our painful pasts.
I am filled with nothing but pain.
We, the people you call emo, are simply hurting.
Why can’t you simple fools understand that?
You call me and a lot of others suicidal.
Well, if you really think that about us.
I mean, if you’re too ignorant to understand.
Then just stay away from us because really.
The people who have gone through a lot are usually very complicated.
We all have emptiness inside of us.
We try to fill that emptiness with answers.
But those answers leave us unsatisfied.
We continue to search.
Until finally, we break down.
There is no hope of being the same person we were years ago.
But you know what?
You think that we are all just suicidal, freaks, devil worshippers, and all that crap
At least we know to not give into any form of hope so easily.
I know to not give into any simple emotion so simply.
If you let others into your life so swiftly, chances are, you’re going to be emotionally hurt soon.
Now then, what’ve you learned?
Ah, I bet you don’t care.
Well, I may seem emo to you.
Call me what you like.
You know the truth.
You’re just lucky that you don’t know how I, and many others like me, feel about life.
Honestly, I like this feeling.
Darkness is like my new home.
Darkness is inviting.
You can’t see me.
But I’ve been in the dark so long.
My eyes can see through the dark.
You can’t see me when everything is fading to black around your sheltered life.
But I will stand strong, watching you try to wrap your mind around the idea of darkness.
Darkness is something you don’t want.
But darkness is something very life-changing, in a good way.