Midnight Clarity - Darkness Walking

I become
a blade of darkness
in the noonday sun.
The pain
of daylight in my soul
if soul I have
burns through my veins,
invites me to my knees;
and I, primeval,
snarl at my gods
who bend me
to their service
and modern,
cloaked in the current day,
see my awful beauty
and weep
for its futility.
I am alone
shall always be alone
beneath their gentle yoke.
It chafes me to have made
these choices.

My Lady watches me
deep in her half year sleep.
My Lord glows hot
and I, I must forsake
my proper darkness;
I crave the blood dark wine
that stills my soul
if soul I have
and takes from me
the pain of knowing
who and what I am.
My Lover calls me home
I have forsworn him
to taste the fleeting
human pleasure
that betrays me.
His cold embrace
is waiting and I
would like to die
the greater, final death.
Why do I choose
to bear this pain?
I know all the ways
of silence.

Midnight Clarity

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