Its not all the time were surrounded by lightby hopeby happinessThe darkness comes hand in hand with pain it seemswith sufferingwith sadnessBut sometimes, it becomes our best friendwhen we shed tears others arent meant to see;tears that we keep to ourselvesto be able to smile when the day comes ForewordThis is just a series of drabbles... only two of which are related. These are angsty drabbles so youve been warned :)