Deep blackness that always
Seemed to chase me
Like a shadow that wished to drag
My soul into the pit
In order to hold hostage forever.
I run with a chill inside
That makes me permanently cold
As it festers through my viens.
I cannot have all that I crave
For it blocks my intent full on.
The flight pattern is a lifetime
Of instant response ingrained
From my inside ache for greater
Understanding of where this darkness
Is coming and taking me away to.
The blame was on others
Or of circumstances that occur,
Even though I kept running
It would find me where I hide.
The years pass by with no success
To end the chase until
I learned one day the ultimate truth
To only discover that
The darkness was in me.
Submitted: August 28, 2018
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