how often do you think of me while i wait in this shadow
all to myself
the little pieces of me that i try to hide
from everything outside
this darkness which accepts me
this silence which wants me
it reaches with a softness you cannot fathom
much less duplicate
across the blackness that is my soul
to comfort me
it cradles me
within teh capable hands of this endless night
i am safe
in this
i can be
i’ve killed like so many poison visitors
i fold it over and throw away
any need
any hope
of filling my emptiness
of salvation
i’ll just become
in my silent abyss
in my deafening sleep
i will let it all go
 
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