Dark

Out it comes.
We lighten or at least try our best to be, for those we love, our friends and all.
Lurking.
We front, try our best, brave in our attempt to be positive, upbeat, light.
Here it comes.
Leaks get noticed. You’ve slipped. I didn’t know you felt like that.
Dark.
The thoughts that spill. Slopping thick at the back. Clasped tight to. Peaking out the corner of the eye.
Darker.
Thoughts ready to burst. Clawing to shock. Set, armed, dangerous.
Afraid.
To hear. To tell. To judge or be judged.
Light.
There would be no dark without your light, your moments of flare, the best side you dare, proof that you care.