There's a darkness
in me.
A terrible, nearly
all
consuming
Fuckin Darkness
that eats
dreams,
and spits
nightmares
into
a cold face that
will
never smile again.
Ravens laugh at me
from
Their Judgemental
Trees
and
Puke up Childhood
Memories;
The Masters
Fist.
That Hateful
Shed!!
That Pit
where
unsurmountable
enemies
Stab and Wish
Me Dead.
