I am a dark entity.
I yearn to do more than just exist.
I yearn for more than to just touch and smell and taste and see.
I am the 6th sense.
I am your consequence.
I am nothing more than flesh and bone hollowed out like a pumpkin.
But I’m afraid I am no jackolantern.
There is no light inside.
Hell is not a place I’ll visit after I die.
I carry it with me every day and everywhere I go.
And when Lucifer isn’t whispering into the  strands of my hair,
The silence is palpable.