You do not understand the power of the dark side...

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You do not understand the power of the dark side...
¿He dejado en tu ventana alguna luz que te recuerde que estoy contigo? Si ha sido así, lo he olvidado. Se extinguió la flama en el pabilo de esa vela que simbolizaba mi devoción por ti, lo que me habita es la oscuridad... ya no estoy ahí.
— Esu Emmanuel©️, Have I left a light on your window to remind you that I am with you? If so, I have forgotten. The flame in the wick of that candle that symbolized my devotion to you was extinguished, what inhabits me is the darkness... I am no longer there.
I tried to escape reality,
The sky was gloomy,
Darkness consumed me,
It began at the division,
The road was full of illusion,
I should've taken right,
Where everything was crystal ice,
My foolishness dragged me to pit of lies.
I surrendered to pain,
Oblivious to the end of this game.
All my sorrows, unwanted emotions,
Crawl on my skin and soul,
Taunting me I made the wrong decision.
I was walking into nowhere,
Cannot go back to reality either,
I begged to be rescued,
In trance someone might hear,
Foolishness laughed,
Knowing there's no one here.
-M
Finding wholesome environments is not built for people that are like me,
We thrive in the darkness and what it contains,
The light burns us more than it can heal
You don't get to come at my funeral.
Having said that I can go back to my hole and cry my eyes out because you wouldn't want to come anyway.
Oh the dreadful possibility of you not being well and me- me being ignorant of the same!
#apologetic #kafkaesque #longing
Itsy bitsy monsters
Crawling up on me
Devouring my flesh
Leaving in hasty.
Giving me pain and
Wandering thoughts.
Why it's me they gobble
And not someone else
Teeny tiny creatures
Floating in the air
Comes late at night
To paint me in color
Red and Blue.
Blue and red.
They like to play with my fear.
I whisper,
When I'll be free of them
They laughed.
Cold and dead.
They are never going back.
-Athena
darkness are consuming you?