Where does your darkness live?
Do you hide it out of fear?
Is it out there for all to see?
Is it the cry of a child that makes you smile?
The pain of another that gets you off?
Where does this darkness come from?
Are we born with it?
Or is it created?
Molded together by our day to day lives in our most impressionable years?
Or does it come swooping into our lives?
From somewhere far away?
Unexpected like a daring thief working in the daylight
Did it steal your life away?
So fast that you couldn’t stop to give it a name
Maybe you embraced it as if it was always there
Tell everyone you never felt the slightest change
Does everyone know your darkness?
Can anyone see your true face?
Or is it hidden behind a veil of fake smiles
Deceivingly contagious laughter
Do you even know it’s there?
Or does your mind tell you it’s ok?
Nothing is wrong with the actions you make
Did you tell yourself every kid should bring a gun to school?
The innocent woman deserved what she got?
That child deserved to be murdered, he was unplanned anyway
You need other people’s possesions more than they do
They worked to buy it now your work to steal it
Is that fair trade?
Is your darkness the face of fears?
Does your birth given name bring others pain?
They cringe at just the sight of your face?
Maybe your darkness is the face of hope
Putting light and motivation in the ones who follow your lead
Do you hide your darkness in plain sight?
Step on stage and give a hate filled speech
Are you able to spread it around the world night after night?
With thousands in attendance and millions more watching from their couch
Most watching in shame
While awakening the dark in others who have learned to idolize you
Every person who blindly follows you becomes every word you have ever said
Leaving the rest those whose darkness leads a different path
Frozen in shock standing with their mouths agape
Only because their darkness goes by a different name
Are you ashamed by any of this?
Is this darkness what you strive for?
Do you hide your darkness in a needle?
Spread it through your veins for a quick high
A seemingly painless night
Selling to the vulnerable and weak minded
Using kids to commit your crimes
Take to the streets and sell weapons to the highest bidder
Unlock your doors and sell to whoever under the false pretense of home protection
Sell a fully automatic to someone whose darkness will never be forgotten
R.I.P. to all the senseless murders in the name of hate
Would that keep you up or will your darkness allow you peaceful sleep?
After all I’ve always heard being rich is the ultimate end game
Are you quick to judge the darkness in others?
While looking the other way to your own
Do you justify it? Making it seem safe?
Walk around as if it does not exist
While scolding and downing the darkness in others
Everyone has a darkness unbeknownst to you or not
What is your darkness?
Have you blocked its face?
Maybe you just forgot to give it name.