The Dark

The dark has called,

I found him he was always there.

Under my skin thin

he consumes and delves despair.

Doubt exudes pores

sweat my hurt that swallows me.

I can no longer live

and breathe in this dark bled sea.

What has me happy

it is of no substance it scares all.

What has me happy

is knowing in the end he’ll call.

The dark there you are

I knew my time was so very close.

Nothing means anything;

the blackness is what I have chose.

Is my wisdom foolish

I think it is the sick seek me out?

But I don’t care I’ll fall

and they will prey on all my doubt.

Hello dark chasm lit

torches show a black tunnel long.

Hollow it is alone I feel

but the darkness he comes along.

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