Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Pandora’s Box

I don’t want to do this.
I don’t want to look there.
In the the blackness
of my soul.

I know
demons haunt the dark reaches
deadly peril is around every curve
and I

I am there. I am the darkness.
In the dank, swampy reaches of my mind
a soulless realm I am mired.

Held tight, strangled by inky thoughts
mangled intentions, and rage.

Don’t open.
Just don’t open
and let fly out those
regrets, hurts and pains.

Just don’t open.