The Dark One?
The Dark One?
I often ponder over the idea that death has been marked as something that is not good or dark or evil. But is this actually the case? What if it is the final relief? What if it is the ultimate liberation?
Beyond the light of the shining sun
There is someone misinterpreted as the dark one.
Beyond the realms of this life
There is someone we still need to find
All along he was shadowed by the facade of myths and stories
He might be the one who helps us pass
Engulfed in stigmas and stereotypes
He was always read wrong
He might be full of chivalry
He might be the mannered one
He might have a chariot or a beautiful land
His being there might be something we all cherish at last
He might be the answer to your every thought
His presence known only in the next world
He might be the long-lasting peace
He might be the liberty you seek
He might be the bearer of light
He might be the other side
He doesn't mar your existence
He doesn't kill your reputation.
Is his world truly the cold one?
Or does he provide the warmth needed to us
A question often ponders my mind
Considering him evil, is it right?
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