• the night consumes
    its lives in us all
    the night feeds on our dream our emotions
    those of us who know this
    cannot escape it
    all that we know is consumed by the hate and rage

    the darkness comes when least expected
    it buries into you
    it consumes all that was good
    until you know nothing but rage and pain
    when you gain the power to speak
    you speak of violence and death
    these words are not yours
    they are someone elses
    when the time to be calm comes you do not know
    for you have lost the fight
    with the darkness inside