Dark. Dark. Dark. Dark. Dark. Was every thing. Words was dark. Smiles were dark. Laughs were dark. Being trapped in the dark was, to dark. Dark , then didn't even seem like a word, just sound now . Dark .Dark. Dark .Dark .Dark .Dark . Dark .... Dark was depression. Depression was powerful. And I guess I can't find someone or someone just can't find me . So help me. So help me, pleas. Grab my hand pull me into the light. They thought. Who thought? They thought. That's who thought. The ones in the dark thought. Those were the ones who thought. They thought dark. The ones in the dark thought dark.
So help them.
