Me

Interred,
Entombed,
Engulfed in flames
Of blackest fire..

Directionless And lost..
Just like my misguided rage..

I am the one called dark..
I am the one left to the ages..
I am me..

Ageless,
Faceless,
Painless pain..
Of blackest lust..

Spiteful and enraged..
Just like me..

I am everything that I..
Am not..
I am not me..

Forcing myself to smile..
To sleep.
To be all that I am not able to be..

Me.

Author's Note

Honest opinion

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Strong words and emotions in the poetry.
"I am the one called dark..
I am the one left to the ages..
I am me.. "
Good to know darkness and accepting what we need. Always good to read your words my friend.
Coyote

[Dayran]

Zen says ... what you are doing ... is what you've been wanting to do.