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There is probably a saying that describes how dark it is sometimes. Not the darkness of the night, kissed by the moon and her stars on a warm summer's night. Not the darkness within the shadows that follow people as they smile joyously and they laugh genuinely through the light snowfall of winter.
Perhaps describing it as dark is not right. Darkness can be beautiful--the lights off in a room as two people in love spend the night together. The sky, illuminated by Leo the Lion and his siblings.
It is not beautiful, and it has no potential to be. It is dreary, and it is shameful. It is ugly and it is sloth. It is powerful, digging its claws into people before tearing them apart. It rips apart the best of relationships and ensures complete and utter loneliness. It insinuates disgust and it begs for self-destruction.
It is constantly there, constantly nagging. It is always oncoming; the dance of avoidance is never graceful. It can never be rid of a person. It waits, both in silence and the lack thereof. It stalks back and forth, never wavering. Its strength is unrivaled and ever growing, only ever being subdued. It waits until the perfect time to strike, and the perfect time to kill.