It is hard to explain,
Not many will understand,
I cannot blame them,
Yet I find comfort,
For it reaffirms who I am,
It reaffirms where I belong,
Feeling like a warm pool,
Which surrounds me,
Engulfs me and is part of me,
It is the essence of my soul,
Many will call it evil,
Many will call me evil,
For they can never understand,
When I accepted it,
I found who I was,
Finding the peace of mind,
That had eluded me,
You ask what it is,
Then I shall tell you,
It is the darkness,
That I live in,
It is my dark soul......
Blessings to All
I gaze across the battlefield,
Mounted on my coal black stallion,
My metal black armor,
Absorbes the sunlight,
Rising over the adversary,
For darkness is on my side,
I was born of it,
If necessary I will die of it,
For all my lives,
All the other battles,
Have pointed to this moment,
the forces of darkness,
Will fight for their right,
To sit at the table,
We have long been denied,
Time to come out of the shadows,
For the mortal world to know,
The darkness it refuses to see,
Time to make our mark,
Time for the Final Battle.
It is amusing,
Living in this dark realm,
How one can have friends,
Even one who is special,
Yet no matter,
How one tries,
To dismiss it,
There is still that fear,
That subtle loneliness,
That all that I have,
Could be lost,
Once again to be a soul,
Alone in the darkness,
That feeling never leaves,
That once again,
I will stand alone,
In this dark realm.....
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