Fear of the Dark

Sneaking through the shadows

Lurking behind their black words,

Is an attack dedicated to my destruction,

A ritualistic sacrifice of my mind.

 

In an attempt to avoid a fate pre-written

Those against me have risen up against me.

But what they don't know is the power I hold

Over the creatures crawling from the pits of hell.

 

They try to scare me, to make me too terrified to fight,

To instill a fear of the dark deep within me.

But one cannot be afraid of what one is,

And I am the darkness incarnate.

 

To fear oneself is irrational.

I've embraced the pitch within my body,

Fused to the soul that was once pure

But has been turned rotten by the actions of others.

 

Hurt and scorned I turned to the blackness,

Its velvet embrace the only one I've ever known.

The power it then imbued me with is enough

To cause a warrior to turn and run in fear.

 

My gorgon's gaze, my sleep inducing songs,

My corrupting caress, my putrid power.

I've gained the worst gifts from this horrid world,

And believe me I'll use them to protect myself.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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