the dark



also not a haiku..

you get used to the dark, you know
until the light becomes a thing
that even the smallest bit hurts
you want it, but you can't stand
the blinding pain of it
so you avoid it, avert your eyes
and retreat, slow steps back
despairing to be in the dark
ashamed to want the dark
but it's the only comfort you know


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