a particularly close friend of mine commented as she saw my blog:

‘i don’t like the aura of your blog — it seems so emo, so dark, mysterious, and bereft of light and life’

for some reason, i am drawn to darkness — not because im emo (gahd no, believe me), but because i seem to see a shimmer of light in darkness.

my most inspired poems, the most beautiful essays i have ever written — all of them were borne from my affinity to darkness — to the abyss — in the dim world of nothingness.

because deep within the recesses of the dark, there lie my heart and my pen — and when i subsist upon the darkness that engulfs my sensibilities, i am drawn closer to the shimmer of light — to the genuine beauty of day.

for it’s true — i find day’s beauty when i scour for my heart in the dark.