I am I. I think. I exist. But know nothing of the grasping of the essence, of all that is under or over the abysmal attitudes that so wrack our awareness in the last autumns of mayhem upon the earth. ~Peretti~
"I am night. That which is the profound unholy. Black. And endless. The lost. The Confused. All found here. I swallow the screams of pain from the lungs of the hopeless. And devour the tears of those who have no love to cry to. I am. Soundless. Darkness. Infinite. And Cruel... For with out me... who is there to run to from the garish light of the sun and all its wicked splendor? None. Save Death. Who is only a step from my door. Knocking constantly. Snickering in your ear. Twisting your saddened thoughts to suit him. Can you hear him? He waits there. For those of you... whom... having nothing but sadness and desperation left. Flee to his loving embrace, so warm and caring... only to find. Cold. Heartlessness. And the mocking and bitter hate he holds. His Ice hands. Can you feel them? You should. They are. At this very moment. Entwined and wrapped around your pretty neck. Cutting off your precious breath. Can you feel him now? NO? His knife. And all its shimmering resplendence. Dripping with your life's blood. As he slowly lets you bleed on the icy ground.
This is the world out side of me! If you stray. My dears. My child. My keep. My precious. Frightened. Lonely. Love. This is the ONLY other path. Don’t let them fool you. Out side of me. No one will care for you like I do. Your precious Night. Your immortal. Love. Shelter. Escape. Haven. Sanctuary. Prison. Mausoleum. Death bed. Grave. Funeral. And you shall never leave me. Loneliness is all you can know.... Forever. Eternally. Even after you have passed! No love. No friends. Not even me. Can you take it? Will you risk it? Is it worth it? "
Yes...always.... how could it not be? With out you... I...am... nothing...
Sunday, November 20, 2005
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