The Hidden Darkness And The Bright Light Poem by Hudson Hoodsun

Doth thou know about the hidden darkness?
How it is always there, in the shadows
Hiding in those shadows, hiding curtness
Hiding intense callousness, profound lows
Wherefore is this darkness here to hurt us?
Turning joyous laughs to bothersome sounds
Yet, doth thou know of light, the dazzling buss
That all be blessed with, like awful beatdowns
That all becomes cursed from the gloom within
That grows, that brews, that takes thee over time
Like a dreadful sore that festers therein
Or what can grow is the light, so sublime
The light that makes thou strong to withstand all
Doth thou want this light or darkness to fall?