The dark is captivating.
Lying in the dark is falling unto a bottomless well,
bringing me closer to a new world I cannot see.
Dead to the world yet alive, I wonder,
What does this black, empty space hold?
In the dark lie mysteries.
In the dark lie the secrets of the universe
that we are yet to uncover.
Fearful and restless, I wonder,
How long will they wait to be found?
In the dark lie stories
no one dares tell.
In the dark lie truths
no one’s prepared to hear.
In the dark, they lie,
pleading to be known.
Guilty but hesitant, I wonder,
Am I ready to listen?
In this blackness I stare,
until the light are turned on.
Suddenly, the world is dismal and expected.