There's light and dark. But if you're living in the light all of the time, you can't stand the dark. You can't understand it. And sometimes, it's clearer than the light. In the dark there's truth, because you can't see. You have to believe to see. When you're in the light, you see to believe. You're surrounded by facades and fakes, and at times, there's a lack of knowing if there's truth or deceit. Darkness opens up a knew portal to perception. Truth. And in this way, my perspective has changed. I lived in the light, not daring to stray, and because of that I didn't feel comfortable being me. I felt lonely. And now I've discovered this 'dark' place. But for being dark, it should be an oxymoron. Because yes, it can be sad; it can be scary. But that's life. It's no hiding, and showing your face as who YOU are. Not who you want to be, or who you pretend to be. With knowledge comes sorrow, but also the choice to find more than the sorrow.
