Darkness be my friend

• Lauren Farmer, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2005

The quiet of the barn,
The cleanness of the air,
The light of dark,
Welcomes me.

The pain of failure,
The hurt of rejection,
The cruel of life,
Leaves me.

But my memories,
Of horrid deeds,
Of unimaginable things,
Stay with me.

So I lay here,
And think of my memories,
Think of all the pain.
Darkness be my friend.