Confronting the Darkness (poem)

Will I ask the questions that must not be asked?

Cutting into brain stem, so that logic pours out,

A dark undulating mass

Of humming confusion


I look

I stare

Into depravities depths

Knowing it is a piece of my soul

Of my humanity


It pierces my corneas

Blinds my tongue

Dropping me off into fog

Telling me,

Ask and ye shall receive


I must understand it

Overcome it

Dominate it, like the master I so long for

Because as soon as I close my eyes

It will swallow me like a storm of sorrow


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