By candlelightMature

Opening gambit of a collaborative poetry piece possibly exploring darker themes or those of hope and light - depending how my counterpart sees fit to take the narrative.

By candle-light I pen these words in earnest

Though I fear if the light were to burn out it would be a kindness

For just as my mind dwells in darkness


So too should my body


I have such sadness to repress

Better hid in silence than to express


What is this beast that dwells in me?

This monster that bubbles to the surface for all to see?


It is cold and it is ugly

And though I beg it to be still this demonic rage, rages to be free

The End

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