find hope in the bars of a song .....

i read a poem once about a girl who had a chush on a guy who died. she imagined him up in heaven with all the beautiful angels, and she was jealous. Ellie is gon.e. I imagine her with the badass angels hanging out with them in their black leather jackets causing trouble, but i'am not jealous . i just miss her. Does this darkness have a name? This cruelty, this hathed. how did it find us? did it steal into our lives or did we seek it out and embrace it? what happened to us? that we now send our children into the worid like we send young men to war, hoping for their safe retun, but knowing that some will be lost along the way. when did we lose our way? consumed by the shadows, swallowed whole by the darkness. does this darkness have a name? default_sound.wav dark places