Poems From The Humble Heart

Darkness

There is a darkness inside of me.
A shadowy black creature of the night
A truly wicked, ghastly sight.
With pointed fangs, razor claws and a long forked tongue.
It's eyes are voids of inky black. They glitter with bitter malevolence.
It gave me such a fright, when it slunk beneath my skin that night, after you left, and made its home deep within my chest.
It clutched its claws around my heart and never let go, we are never apart.
The creature merged its soul to mine.
It tied us together with unseverable twine.
It has become a part of who I am and I have come to welcome its presence.
For now it is my truest friend.
It knows me better than anyone else.
It knows my sins and my deepest of secrets.
And now I'll never be alone.
I know it serves only to protect me, and it has filled the void you left me.
It creates a fire in my guts, that keeps me warm at night.
It hisses when it hears your name.
The vibration rattles my bones. It shakes me to my core and scrambles my brains.
It reminds me of how you wronged me.
Others fear my darkest friend.
They say its a bad influence.
They don't like the words it makes me speak.
Or how my eyes spark with blood-red rage.
They say my judgement is clouded by grief.
But who else was there when I was hurting?
And truth be told, I think we are all possessed by demons.
Sinister little creatures, that haunt our souls and harden our hearts.
And guard our softest parts.
My creature's name is hate, and I'd be lost without it.
I've known this creature for some time, but I knew it first when it went by a different name.
It used to be called love.
Before something awful changed it.