to the point some days I struggle to sleep.
The essence inside begging to be free, to dance together with those to this cosmic beat.
Something no-one can see,
it's something for those who deeply feel.
Once the sense is attuned,
it's like finding a side old but new.
Sensing bringing along intense yearnings,
burning to play with those alike.
When unattuned and blind to what is inside,
the dark beings take the opportunity to pounce.
Dependent on the darkness inside, sometimes there is light inside.
These unthreatening types.
But for those who make you shiver with fright.
They have something older and darker than even the darkest skies.
Seeing people radiating light a tasty morsel, that spiritual type of food.
Caution and awareness,
maintain what needs to be kept safe.
Undisciplined types prey to these beasts,
sucking dry each part of the light they seek.
Discipline brought with age,
is the only way I found to keep away the depraved.
A clarity and a safe way to keep away from these essences craving barbarity.
No Saint be I.
Having to welcome a little darkness inside.
A layer that protects and chimes the bells inside with warning.
Providing a force that no essence can suck dry,
as many those monster have tried.
Be aware with who you share,
with who you leave your soul bare.