TRAPPED IN THE DARKNESS☻️

saw the title In the Darkness and being the person you , thought “Hey, In the Darkness, sounds like it’s about depression, I can totally relate!” but here the solitary girl expresses her emotions and attarction towards the dark.

The darkness is a space which is simultaneously frightening yet captivating through its mysterious beauty. The little girl fears and wonder about the creatures that hide away in the cracks, lurking in the shadows waiting to attack. As she grows and comes to understand fear, the monsters in the closet may fade, while she wander the street at night become all the more real. Darkness is associated with illusions of imminent danger and potential threats in the mind of the collective consciousness.

"Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody"

The solitary girl explains her darkmare👀

Darkness. It’s everywhere. It consumes me. Light. A small sliver of light shines upon an eerie face, yet I still can’t quite make it out. The faces body moves toward me. Poke, Something sharp stabs through the layers of my skin. It goes deep. Plunging into my soul. Tired. My eyelids grow heavy and the world blurs. Darkness. I awake. My eyelids, still heavy, struggle to open. Finally they do. They open to an unknown world. A world I have not seen before. Four stone walls surround me. No windows. It’s crystals illuminate the room. Beneath me lies pillows. Large soft pillows. There is one pillow for every color of the rainbow. Covering the floor around me is white carpet with splotches of red in various locations. Looking back at the stone walls I notice the paintings. Zoo animals and children all playing together. In the center of the wall to the left of me is a door. Overall the room is pleasant, but something isn’t right. I stand up and walk over to the door. It’s unlocked. Mildly surprised I step away, scared of what might await me on the other side. I wait a few seconds. After a few seconds, turn into minutes, I realize that I can no longer stand this room. The odd feeling is so overwhelming it’s almost sickening. I grip the door knob. It’s cold. So cold that I realize how hot the rest of the room is and how sweaty I am. I turn the cold knob and push. I open the door carefully only to find another room. This room practically mirrors the other one except for one exceptions. In place of the pillows is a table with two chairs and two platters upon the top of it. Growing curious, I decided to look under the platters. To my horror, I found two eyeballs and a heart. I screamed. They couldn’t be real could they? I stumbled away from the table. The door to the room slammed shut. The slam made the whole room shake. Or maybe that was just me. I lifted up one of my hands. It was trembling uncontrollably. All of a sudden, I wokeup and it was a bundle of nightmare.

Strange, "I thought, how you can be living your dreams and your nightmares at the very same time"

A girl is always being alone and put herself in darkness proves the situation.

Still she loves to be in dark and alone instead of spending time with fake people.

Being in dark and worst nightmare is far better.

"LIFE IS ONE LONG STUGGLE IN DARK"

I'll be fine

Alone in my corner

The darkness comes back

Say, I am here again!!

Into that darkness

I would....ooohh so gladly go

With you beside me!!

_CHARU🚶‍♀️