I chase starlight,

Dreaming of brilliance in void.

Yet what feeds their fire

But cosmic destruction?

Everyone fears the dark—

That velvet truth,

That patient mother

Who knows our real face.

Light is a glutton,

Consuming all it touches,

A fleeting performer

Demanding constant tribute.

But darkness?

She waits in corners,

Asks nothing,

Promises everything.

The sun breeds melanoma,

Fire scarred my childhood home,

Even fireflies burn their brief lives

Into chemical despair.

You huddle around false promises,

LED dreams and neon hopes,

While darkness wraps the universe

In honest embrace.

Show me perpetual light—

One beam that needs no source,

While darkness remains,

Eternal, complete.

In shadow corners

Truth whispers:

Light is the illusion,

Darkness the natural state.

She will outlast

Every star's death,

Every flame's flicker,

Patient as entropy.

Not evil, not empty—

Just pure possibility,

The canvas before paint,

The silence between notes.

Darkness doesn't hurt;

She simply is.

No fuel, no friction,

No desperate dance of atoms.

When all lights fade

(They always do),

She'll welcome us home

To what we've always been.