PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

The darkroom is dark

and light destroys

and my mind wanders

to the furtherest corners

Where I see an angel

frightened of me

where my hands are creators

and my eyes are blurry

and I see mirage's

and magic

in shadow's where everything is bland

Im in a dark room

where I'm hiding from the world

creating thing's I can never see

till I step into the light

I could stay and wonder for awhile

and I could hear the water running

the fan going

the soft orange and red lights

I hid my head from the light

in this darkroom

I'm frightened of ever leaving