It is the darkness that scares me. Sorrounded completely in rays of warming light, it never flees. Perpetually consuming all gaps from lost love for myself. Shrouding me in fear and torment. Relentlessly covering me with earth; insinuating present death.
As i lie broken, fearful, ashamed, i lie. Freedom is truth...truth is dark. It is the darkness that scares me. I lie...i lie...i lie shaking, to my self, in my filth, to them, i lie...i lie...broken
Boundless shadowing dulls all sensory input while intensifying whats inside. Unable to see, to hear, to think, i feel the darkness consuming. It is the darkness that scares me.
So with a destination of deep space, I leave this place; forgetting the sun that\'s praised for organic survival. Transcending beyond the outstretched arms of misunderstanding minds.
And with that singular thought I enter a dream of the loving light I\'ve so desperately seeked, as I\'m put to rest, by the darkness that scares me.
William Brandon Mulkey