Dark Matters of the Mind

Something, a darkness, looms over my shoulder

Its presence getting bolder and bolder

It’s chokes me

Stronger and stronger

There is no place to weep, there is no place to hide.

All that turmoil, all that dark matter, lies rotting inside

So you entertain yourself

Moan with ecstasy in the arms of another lover, when you mean to cry

Stay high, as if in the clouds forevery

When really, the sky in your world has tumbled down and died

Exposing all of your lies.

Destroying the fairytale

Destroying the lights

And leaving me once again terrified and shaken

In the death of my night.

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