The Darkness We Weave

poetic lament

1 min readSep 5, 2022


“We all come from broken pasts, murmured the voice from underneath the hood. The Dark attracts the grieving. The sounds of lament are a pleasure to its senses. All who embrace the Dark know loss before they are granted its blessing.” — Rin Chupeco, The Shadowglass

A jagged triangle of rocks is seen in the middle of the image with waves of water rippling. The rocks themselves are black being shot from inside a cavern looking out.
Photo by Wendy Wei from Pexels

We are birthed from a cavern cloaked in darkness.

Entering a world where there is light

that shares time with dark.

Every time we suffer, are pained, are hurting

do we retreat into light or into darkness?

We are brought up in this idea that dark, darkness, dark colors, shadows

represent evil and doom.

The dark is where I have solitude and calm,

where light cannot distract me with its searing brilliance.

I used to be scared of the dark.

It was full of uncertainty and the unknown.

Now, it’s the place I go to find myself and figure them out.

It is where I find strength to venture back into light

and brave another turn.




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