I am to weak to grow.

Darling Darkness, Wil the constant stabs the quick little cut the icey sufication of any spark ever end. You come in arctic waves. I understand That's how you feed. You need to live. When I let you see that I'm drying the kindling lost in your coldness. Please don't take my warmth awy. I need to live too. Can I not feed the spark, Im growing so week. We know what cuts and burns the ones we are close to. We shouldn't and we know we don't have to. We can both live. I won't take your Shadows away I know you need their comfort and protection. I know you have been burned I never ment for you feel that pain. You have burned me with your coldness too. you could see that if we keep the spark. We can't lashe out at each other. Thinking each other are playing games. That is not a way to grow. But I'm sure you feel the same way. We have faults that we can use as an excuse. We want to protect ourselves selves from the pain. Can we learn from the experiences of our past. Don't kill the spark. We can grow it together. Our fire will light our way and our shadows can dance down the Path we create. When we are together we see the Beauty in everything.

You're Loving Light.