In the Darkness He follows me along the dark streets of my mind I hear his footsteps following closely behind He plays with my thoughts and lives in my dreams He is the quiet voice that calls out to me Whispering in my ear the need to free He is the darkness that is inside of me He is the deviant shadow nobody sees I stand in the shadow of his heart and tell him I am not afraid of his endless darkness I stand alone in that all consuming blackness So the darkness is what I became The darkness that filled my soul, my life An escape hole hidden away from everyone From that darkness to light I could see The brightness hurting my eyes my senses Yet from the light darkness remains invisible That hidden in the shadows remains elusive A darkness that is tangible but feels nothing Freedom to be who I am who I want to be Never seeking out the light and visibility Preferring to remain unknown unseen Just darkness all around enveloping me Blackness all around silence I hear Where am I? who am I? I no longer know but unafraid Just the crushing weight of this viscus darkness Trapped in Cimmerian blackness atromentus in its depth Nothingness, silence, devoid of light freedom to be Hidden in this Stygian darkness, black like ink I stand in the shadow of its heart and say I am not afraid of your endless darkness Because darkness is who I have become