Gunshot castration echoes thru

High ceilings, jets fly by- shaking the roof of your mouth. Not of taste nor ****** arrangement- my ******* flaw lies in light of the darker-darkest chambers of my mind. Indifferent as a front- don't have myself to trust. You're flipping a switch now. And what happens next? Just what you guessed. Light comes soon after. Surely light comes after. Will you come with me? I'll lead the way. Anyway, the switch was flipped. nerve-endings and my mind-saturated with anxiety are illume, "darkness has exited the room!" I release. I feel as if I halted my descent from the edge of a canyon. Has this ****** ended in a cliff-hanger?  "But look below you", you cry, "a shadow creeps alongside. Closer than before." Personal-dark shaped to my body, my worst enemy. Come with me to the place with no darkness and swim in the clear ultra violent sea. Come, dear.