The dark covers up the light.

The world appears less bright.

The rage boils, about to overflow. 

The hate remains alive, deep below.

The nightmares are getting worse.

The pain feels like a harsh curse. 

The love I once had is crushed.

The end is feeling rushed. 

The evil inside needs to come out.

The only solution is to scream and shout. 

I don't know what 'THE DARK' is,

But it hurts.