Here's a little something from a day when I felt like being kind of dark. I'm not sure if it will turn into anything, but I rather like it.
I could feel it closing in, surrounding me. Lost in the most sacred parts of my mind, yet it had found me. The pain, the crushing agony. The fear. It took me over, like a predator on the hunt. It shook me to the core, destroyed my faith. I was alone. I believed in darkness. My struggle was futile. I had to succumb or be lost forever. I gave into it. I was no longer whole, but at least this way I could still exist. Who needs a soul anyways? Fear turns to triumph, and I am invincible. No longer need I fear for my soul. I can give in to my every temptation. Every desire, every longing, every sin can be mine. I do not fear the dark, for we are one. I control the night, because I am the night.
uplatewritingbooks · Thu May 14, 2009 @ 08:36pm · 0 Comments |