Last night of Christ

Darkness is not the absence of light. It's something more uncontrollable and sinister. It is not a place but an abyss We've all been there at least once And even though we couldn't see or hear you  you were there waiting because the darkness isn't dark to You, at least not always. You cried. But not because of the pain of others, but because you should leave. We couldn't figure it out or didn't want to or both The impending darkness was too deep for us to comprehend. But so was the light. One had to proceed with the other. It's always been that way since the beginning. Tears fell from your eyes and then from ours before all the lights went out. Time itself wanted to die with you You told us it would be like this not with your words but with your very life A man full of pain who knows suffering We didn't want to see, we looked away and so we satisfied your true essence: He before whom anyone hides his face