{"sf1_id":563575,"sf2_id":"5nz6Qpdn","title":"Darkness and Light","author":"Vorca22","words":156,"posted_at":"2013-07-15T10:47:00.000Z","tags":["Poetry","darkness","light"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/563575-darkness-and-light","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/5nz6Qpdn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/1a/64/1a64517e-e256-4561-95cd-e9217b2b6b01","description":"So, I just had the idea to write this. It is not my best work, but I am pretty proud of it. Let me know if you like it!\nWhy did I write this? Send me a note if you want to know.","content":"Born in darkness,  \nRaised in light,  \nReturning to my comfort,  \nAnd loosing the fight.  \n  \nThe darkness I see,  \nMy friend I perceive,  \nIn truth, my enemy,  \nBringing death to me.  \n  \nI grow weary of the dark,  \nThe stifling enemy that binds;  \nI would replace with light,  \nThe light that strengthens minds.  \n  \nInside me lives a beast,  \nAnd rages mortal war.  \nThe world in which I live,  \nIs threatened more and more.  \n  \nWhy do I deprive myself,  \nTake away my joy,  \nAnd live with doubt,  \nOr live without,  \nThe light of life employed.  \n  \nIn the corner that I live,  \nIt kills in increments,  \nEscape is what I will find,  \nBut now I build my battlements.  \n  \nI'm sick of running,  \nAnd sick of hiding,  \nI need a way out,  \nMy time, I am done biding.  \n  \nBut, what can I do,  \nWhat can bring me health?  \nThis Devil may be small to you,  \nBut to me is death itself.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}