I’ve made friends with the dark

I don’t need to resist or shy away

But I no longer feel the pull

The heaviness of the shadows

Whether they be in my mind

Or in the corners of a night-filled room

The chains have disintegrated 

Into the smallest pile of nothingness

Powerless are the demons who hunt

Waging war with the light in my soul

It is mine. And it will be bright.

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