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There are some days when night crawls in
and I fine myself afraid
and alone;
darkness gives way to darkness
when I open my eyes.
The light has left your eyes
so what is leading me home now?
What is home?
Shadowy tendrils grip my wrist
burning along the scars
ghost pains.
I tremble, shake, trying to keep my will firm
but inside I can feel it building up,
and the monster howls at the cars of his cage
she is compliant
very willing to open the door,
the shaking increases.
Her voice continues to whisper inside my mind
outside, I suffer the silence
night remains dark glass around me.
I know inside
what letting the monster out
will mean,
I try to beg my mind elsewhere.
Yet feeding the fire, my memories turn to you
And she and the monster gather strength in my distress
"Please hold me," my voice begs in a broken tone
but the dark,
has no hands to offer solace with
simply encompassing me
with nothingness.
All around.
I continue to hope
until the buildup leads to an eruption.
A silent scream
tearing away at my vocal chords
with the pressure of
silence
feeling the weight of what it is to stay
silent
then to simply
surrender
to the scream.
She slips in between the cracks that begin to show
and opens the door to his cage
allowing the monster to plunder
through my veins
I can feel him,
the rush of blood past my ears,
he longs to get out, to be let free
to slide along my flesh
and taste the air
all through the jagged lines across my flesh
slippery red tongue tasting the air.
One, two, three, four, five, six,
white smiles leers back
from two subdued wrists
Our flesh smiles like the monster.
He takes his fill,
torn skin, blood, and gore
I am left to sink below the static numb
mixed black and white,
with the hue of red along the edges.

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