Slave To the Blackness
The blackness;
Thick and oppressive,
Cold and void of all that is pure and clean
Like a horrid gaping maw
Hungry to devour
Even the dimmest of light shining within us
Sinister and malevolent
As it washes over and slowly swallows the light
That illuminates all that is righteous and true.
Poisonous and vile, permeating and festering
As if born in the bowels of evil itself,
Hollow cries of abhorrence and loathing
Echo lost within the ebony abyss.
Dark madness oozing and penetration
Even the slightest of openings
Made available by the tiniest breaks
In ones emotional defenses,
And infecting all it touches like the plague.
Like a sordid petulant fiend stalking its victim,
Ready to pounce at any sign of weakness
And taking control of our sense of reason and sanity,
Feeding off our own insecurities and doubts,
And turning us into emotional slaves
To the dark force called
“Jealousy”.
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