A Conversation With My Darkness- Siddharth Saxena

Dear darkness,

Today I’ve come to talk,

This conversation seems most awaited.

Come now, let’s take a walk.

I was told that sadness attracts you,

That you seek the weak and broken.

But I have faced all my sorrows with courage,

So why am I the one you’ve chosen?

I’ve noticed you collect my defeats,

And make a note of all the grief.

You hoard them up like treasures,

Waiting for a moment of disbelief.

You’re like a familiar shadow,

I have known you for long.

I have seen you in my nightmares,

In grief, I've heard you call.

Your welcoming smile,

This false comfort you provide.

I might confuse you for a friend,

On a day less bright.

You’re there when I fall,

Your weight keeps me down.

You tell me to rest easy,

Make peace with the ground.

Perhaps I should believe you,

That this sadness has no end.

That I should not look to tomorrow,

That I have done all I can.

You laugh and flaunt your treasures,

As you reel me in,

Into this night of comfort,

Where all my sorrows have been.

But I have not fallen yet,

This fate can be avoided.

Someone’s come to pull me back,

The abyss seems disappointed.

I know it annoys you,

This light that’s come to my side.

She seeks those in need and doubt,

Helps them up; becomes their guide.

I hear the echo of my victories,

And all the joy that I have known.

She reminds me of the dreams I’ve seen,

And the seeds of ambitions I have sown.

She tells me if I fall,

She will help me up.

There is a warmth in her presence,

Like that of a friend I could trust.

You want to know her name?

Well, ‘love’ suits her best.

She smiles kindly as I get ready to march,

Onward to face new tests.

I do not wish to rid of you,

Only that you understand,

Your treasures are lessons to me,

This past sadness is not quicksand.

So remind me of how I’ve failed,

And remind me of the void.

She’ll help me get better,

She’ll help me stay kind.