Staccatos of machine guns
Explosions of land mines
Cries of the wounded
…
I can still hear it in my darkness

Tears of the children
Despair of the women
Fear of the prisoners
…
I can still see it in my darkness

Whips hitting my back
Lights hurting my eyes
Sounds overpowering my ears
…
I can still feel it in my darkness

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A light in the darkness
A gentle touch at my soul
A faint tug at my sleeve
…
I hope I can grasp it in my darkness

I'm in from the cold
I'm surrounded by friends
I'm living a normal life
…
I hope I can adjust to it in my darkness

I should be happy
I should be content
I should be in love
…
But there's still my darkness

Maybe, one day, I will acknowledge it
But until darkness doesn't turn into light
I have to keep on gaining trust
…
I have to keep on fighting

I will continue wearing my mask
I will continue wearing my glasses
I will continue wearing my armour
…
Until it is time to let go…