Dark!' chuckled I, 'Yes dark!'
Take thy monster from out my heart
Through which it came thick, black, and slow
with that silent begging start.
And upon this beast there lay some eyes
and the eyes said more to me
awaken, girl, from out this sleep,
break apart from your dream.
break out away, from this rift,
which has claws and fiery eyes
in this darkness you may wallow
in this midnight you may rise.
and as the moon touches low, the field
upon which you spun your grief
shall wake from deep rest full and flawed
and greet you.
Oh! Alas! it is you, my child!
my sweet soul only stained with purest love which we lie and name to be love
yet fool ourselves from the truth
this love is not love is not darkness...
Oh dark...
how you have freed me from a life of ever-fleeting joy.