"These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume."
People are complex. Each of us have a hidden darkness and a hidden light. In fact, we rarely see each other at the pinnacle of each because we hide our extremes. For some of us, our darkness is only a light to medium gray, but what happens when you meet someone with a hidden charcoal darkness. Someone who is good but hides their struggles. Struggles, that perhaps were created when they themselves were young. How do you live with the dichotomy of emotions, both love and disgust? For even after you separate yourself from this person, it is too late. They have already added a deeper shade to the color of your soul.
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume."
People are complex. Each of us have a hidden darkness and a hidden light. In fact, we rarely see each other at the pinnacle of each because we hide our extremes. For some of us, our darkness is only a light to medium gray, but what happens when you meet someone with a hidden charcoal darkness. Someone who is good but hides their struggles. Struggles, that perhaps were created when they themselves were young. How do you live with the dichotomy of emotions, both love and disgust? For even after you separate yourself from this person, it is too late. They have already added a deeper shade to the color of your soul.
1 comment:
Beautifully written.
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