First the darkness consumes you whole.
It’s not apart of you.
It is you.
Dismal and grim.

You are living within the darkness.
The darkness isn’t living within you.
Full corruption.

But time doesn’t stop.
The world keeps spinning.
You’re forced to make your laps or get left behind and only to be remembered as the worst version of yourself.
Dishonorable.

With time that darkness then becomes a shadow.
It no longer consumes you but it will never leave your side.
Learning to coexist without total consumption.
Acceptance.