There, it was always bright
Bright lights would shine through the windows on every floor
Daring to not let any darkness in through the blinds
Here, darkness is spread from head to toe
There, windows without blinds can’t even compare to the amount of light that I experienced
Here, the curtains are open to a view of the sun, so how come no light is shining through
Here, we live in a secluded neighborhood often referred to as the boondocks
So quiet that when a voice echoes, it’s shocking
There, I lived in a neighborhood where voices are heard all over, kids are playing outside, and adults are sitting on the porch chatting with one another
Here, the amount of darkness I experienced is little, but the darkness that occurred was immeasurable, blacker than black
There, the light shined so bright, yet the amount of darkness I experienced was greater than I could attest to
I don’t know which is worse
The darkness I experienced there, in such a bright house
Or here, in the dark house which never hid what I should’ve expected, darkness
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This poem says so much about reality and how people are pretty much stuck in it almost. It shows where you’ve been and where you are now and dissatisfied you are with your surrounding. My favorite part was the last 3 lines because they sum up that dissatisfied aspect of life. I also loved that when you talk about the light vs the dark of the two houses, darkness is always presence and that’s reality. Nothing will be perfect.