The darkness is inside me.
I consumed it,
choking it down like a hard, dry, chunk of stale bread;
inhaled it like the noxious vapors in a toxic smog that coats ur throat when you breathe in through your mouth to avoid the smell.
It seeps into my body,
invading me through my pours.
I feel it press against me
as it slowly forces its way inside.
It looms over me,
my proverbial dark cloud,
following my every move,
lurking in my own shadow.
I am heavy with it's weight.
It tires me and wears me down.
The slow, plodding steps I take,
move me no closer to my conclusion.
I can not force it out of me,
nor can I accept it as one with me.
Two inhabitants in my body,
we exist simultaneously.
It will not leave me unless in death
as only in death will I finally be alone.
Tanya Costa
10/24/06
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