I am not part of the darkness,
I am the darkness,
I'm that voice I hear,
Whispering,
All my mundane,
Silent fears,
Stoked into a frantic panic,
I am the angry tears,
I, the violence against myself,
The whirlwind tornado,
The welts against my own,
Parchment skin,
These are my briars,
They write on me,
So I can begin to feel again,
And in the echoes they leave by morning,
I am the shadow shell,
The hollow emptiness,
It is my own doing,
I am the darkness,
And in darkness only,
I live within.
~Rei Shiori
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