EcclecticRed

Light. Dark. Black and white. Light exposes the truth; who we really are. Each form of light showing another side of us. Peaceful, cheerful, torturous. Burning pain. I find that my life is better without light; that I am better hiding myself in the shadows, rather than showing myself as I truly am.  But do shadows really hide us, or are they a way to show who we really are? Is light a positive or negative thing? Is there a balance? My life if constantly full of darkness. Illness, depression, loss. But there are light times. Romance, cheer, fun. I try to balance my life between the two elements, but find that darkness consumes more of me