those kids on the playgrounds,
with the innocent minds,
can be stole from the light,
in only a night.
they continue to grow,
but in a way,
that they continue to fall,
along the way.
light to dakness,
and darkness to light,
their demons the friends,
who keep them alive.
they wanted to hide,
but could not in the light,
so they sought darkness,
and found comfort at night.
it happened to them,
and will happen again,
there may be no hope,
for those just like them.