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I fear no darkness.

I have lived in it.

I have died in it.

I have been hurt and mislead.

Only the dark caress of midnight's oil embrace has been a companion.

Most of my life I ran in the dark.

I played with wild creatures most fear.

The inner demons and I now cuddle.  Some days fight.

I only knew that of darkness.

Only knew the treasures of night.

Under the jeweled sky and floating pearl did i ever feel most a live.

My life changed four years ago and now, my old companion is distant.

Still, my inner turmoil and storms are comforting.

Knowing the strength that I have earned and gained.

Where are the nights I use to live for?

Where are the nightly adventures I drooled for?

All behind the setting sun of love and aging life.

Be well my old companion.  As much as I thirst for our time; I must remain on the edge of the light.